I sat with an old man on a weathered bench near the bank of a section of river most don’t come to anymore. He welcomed
I have two books now available on Amazon. Beyond The Field – an illustrated short story and COLDER – a collection of poetry and prose.
How did I find my way here? It wasn’t supposed to be this way, was it? Looking down at my hands, I see them holding
As I lift the lid The Smell of Cedar Overtakes me After all these years The tiny blanket Still remains Stained with tears Swollen with
My little girl pleaded for me not to go. That was the hardest moment of my life, looking down at those big blue teary eyes,
I had the pleasure of working on this piece with Tara over at Caribou Crossings. If you are not a follower of her work I