Run for the Border

Herein there is a wonderful honor, expressed in feedback, son. The hearing impaired will all be spared, and the rest will be undone. It’s a harvesting of silence, a blank slate of the ear. The … Read more

Morning Fur

Black dog with white paws on a red pillow. Feathered tendrils of a dream, erasing, as grey dawn, fanned by rain, laps the windows. Stumble toward electronics to confirm the world is still alive: no … Read more