Doubting Tomas
“When I’m in nature, that’s god to me!” The man looks at me and grins widely, displaying teeth a hygienist would envy. A river breeze ripples through his long, wavy brown
Most Dangerous Tightrope
Tightrope artist isn’t one of my top one hundred career choices. While every job demands high accuracy, the tightrope demands perfection. An inch off isn’t “close enough.” I wouldn’t last
We Were Good Pals
On a bustling college campus, you encounter many people. When you pass someone on the sidewalk, do you try to make eye contact and smile? Maybe say hello? Imagine that you look up
Tumult
I am the hurricane that shakes, The devious earth that quakes, The senseless distraction that takes, The great heart-emptiness that aches. I am an 11:58 submission, Cold, relentless opposition, Cruelty without contrition,
The Blue-Clad Boy
Crouched on a hillside Lies a lone soldier. Eighteen, he claimed to be, A lad of just fifteen. Hated soldiers advance upward; Lone soldier squints and takes aim. Many a day he trained
Thirty-First
A maniacal canine howl vibrates across the sky. On the porch I sit acquainted with loneliness. Even the trick-or-treaters slumber now; The evening’s bright orb keeps watch. As I shift my feet,