• Still Air

    Still Air

  • LOVE, JACK

    My wish, for each of us, is to be okay, to allow life’s bountiful joy to move us. That beautiful sunrise, a baby’s smile, or patting your friend, spouse or child on the back and telling them how proud they make you; these things are a good start. Be creative on the road to being …

  • Static

    The tempo of the electric noise pierced his consciousness as did the cold damp air. He reached across the dimly lit space to subside its metric rancor. What cocooned around him rose and fell with the passing of each breath.  Moments quickened.  Pulse and flesh hastened as he arose and, giving way to the invasion …

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