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SOCIAL CRITIQUE
“Have you ever read Vonnegut?” he asked, curious if they had. “Why do you ask?” his friend answered answered with question of their own. “I read a passage that made me think about something you said, about when people look for and expect to find their everything in another, ONE, and how […]
SECOND PRESENCE
Night settled. Annie was alone, alone in room to self and thoughts where lamplight burned in amber aura from beneath shade that colored with its tone space and features of the silent room. Annie poured a second night-glass into long-stemmed glass she held from neck. White, cool and crisp and fresh, soft-shocking sense […]
IMAGINATION LOOP
Her face was one, God-made, for the stirring of hearts and dream; to inspire art, novels, and romance’s essence written and told, and forever held, in eyes and features of her face. She possessed face of gift and inspirations, eyes of endless depths that when you looked into and thought you found their […]
SKY-CHANGE
Sky changed before them; summer harvest scene, cimarron sky—dried and burnt—over tan stubble of fresh-run wheat. What in beginning of day held with potential for bounty ended empty. The harvest was reaped, its yield known; and, in the after, field and world held quiet as land and life adjusted to the change. […]
EXISTENTIAL ERROR
“Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.”—Albert Camus I don’t believe in making, or pretending, life any harder than it is. Are there hard times? Of course, but they come and go just as the good; and life is the experience and shapes, in the end, toward where we give […]
EVER SHIFTING
The soul is ever shifting; like sun and moon, darkness and light, lived soul colors that reveal in battle of between; spirit flame that changes all caught in cast until battle is ended and spirit holds in arrival of day, or darkness’ fall. Kiely sensed his changing, a silence different than before—inner thoughts, […]
WHERE LOVE BEGINS
“Maybe we went too far,” he spoke in returning fall from high. She listened, body rosed in glow and energy of after. “Maybe,” she spoke, “but maybe not…” She smiled, returning too from a transcendence. “It is affection and passion of the heart. Is that not where love begins?” Neither spoke, but […]