What Do You Hear In The Quiet?

  “HOME” the crowd gathered around her. the world was silent; pregnant with anticipation as fellow humans waited for her to speak, but there was no sound, just the stillness, the nothingness; the nothingness that was ripe with possibility too unimaginable to be spoken; too sacred to be believed. it was as if there was […]

Wednesday Morning

The wind howls up the mountain, washing over the house. The mewing of the cat bird, long before any other friends join the chorus, heralds the coming of a new day. The path lights in front of the home across the cul-de-sac create dancing circles of light on the wet pavement. The breeze blowing through […]