Kristin Dimitrova Photo: striatic It has been years since my disgusting suitor stopped calling. He used to invade my dreams, sometimes holding my hand, pouring his meanness into me.
Tag "man"
He Lives
9 August, 2009 от · No comments
Probably
26 February, 2009 от · 1 comment
Brian Russell Photo: jesse.millan Maybe it’s just as well, she says, though I don’t really believe her. The birch are all gone now, I say, missing their papery white.
Selkie
2 December, 2008 от · 1 comment
Katherine Van Hook Gulley Photo: kevinkrejci It was at the height of the Renaissance period, when the Kings of the earth fought to control all the borders around them. In a castle high above the sea, among the rolling black hills lived a man. He was alone, as he had chosen to be most of […]
Wind
2 October, 2008 от · 1 comment
Jon Berahya Photo: cadmanof50s What is in the wind? Surely things of a different find, like infinite wings that cannot bend but are able to sing as an angel’s friend through the trees. “That’s the breeze!” smiles one man blind. Whoever knew that the wind was kind.
