Another Chore
I found a teakettle at the high water mark after years of riversong movements magic lamp water djinn beaten up broken in boiling off impurities because all that mess is […]
Folk Tales
Two-Step
Two-Step from Homelands a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book What a tangled, mangled web they weave dancing with the dewdrops, mirroring universes reflected in each others’ eyes. Hung up on
Penned In
Penned In from Homelands a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book Cock-a-doodle how do you do? Rooster, fair weather shaking his tail feathers strutting his stuff never enough that comb on
Hot Pursuit
Hot Pursuit from Metro a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book The cold does not bother him. Etched into his bones as the emptiness resides there. It has found a home,
Autumn Retreat
Reds and oranges joined the chorus skish and crunch listened to the leaves beneath the feet of those that forge the forest floor. Ogethan pondered on his path marked out
Homecoming
This predilection to malediction diseases, such as these, if it pleases: mad cow hog cough chickensick bold wives tales in old folks’ tomes three, the number of your destiny. wishes,
Mother Moon and Father Sun Take a Smoke Break (NaPoWriMo17 11/30)
Mother Moon wanes, hides in the moments just before dawn. Hanging on to the last perched at the horizon bushes and fog obscure her once stately features. The night clings
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