Again The Night

Through the darkness, the beast stalks slowly, cautiously, tasting the air, peering through the shadows perked ears straining for the slightest shift, the indrawn breath silently probing the impenetrable darkness for sign of the prey prey which too suddenly could become predator there, the whisper of flesh against tree-trunk frozen, the beast fixes upon targeted… Continue reading Again The Night

Lasting First

we can see the galaxy, we're watching the spin of infinite depths of time and light, in our little remote spot

Through A Mist

There is at least a small chance, still, that this life is my dream and one day I will wake to find that nothing was lost. 

Momma Said

Keep your hands to yourself, and use your brain more than your penis.  Please.