Thursday, December 17, 2020

Talking Back Into The Night

 

     I was talking to a corpse for hours into the night, damn, talking about 

     a dead conversation.

at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Watching The Squirrels Fly

Watching the squirrels fly Through the air with ease Trouble-free and effortless  These flying furry trapezes.  The bushy critters love to s...

  • (no title)
      A memory will last longer than a lifetime of disappointment, And disappointment will outlast God’s eternity; When the rooster crows in the...
  • The Tree In The Meadow
    The great oak stands magnificently alone in   the meadow, far from the nexus forest. Seasons  have passed for the secular oak as decades...
  • The Race Home(short story-page 8)
                This bazaar behavior from Tara went on for over 10 months, she still awoke me each night growling and barking back into the nigh...