The Border (Part 2 of 2)

*It’s four years since I wrote a short story and was more than a little astonished when this story leaped into my mind. For those who are returning after reading Continue Reading →

The Border (Part 1 of 2)

The girl paused at the entrance, a hand resting against the wall and eyes surveying the broken panes, cracked floor, and dust coated counters where tiny prints crisscrossed the elevated Continue Reading →

Compassion for All

Photo: CA Hawthorne

  Burning roses, fragrant pain, the same violence again and again. Hollow raindrops spill their tears, smoking eyes where hatred sears. Irrationality, lightening fast, testimonial demons laugh in contrast. Wrestling Continue Reading →