Closed Distances

A woman in a red raincoat arrives at a cafe on a humid Spring evening.  Wind whips the ends of the red raincoat about her knees and sweeps her hair…

Not Quite The Same

Gwen stood in front of the bathroom mirror, observing the reflection staring back at her. She knew her condition hadn’t been well but was not aware of the extent of…

Yarrow Fields

Ask, and the general consensus would be that no one had time for any nonsense or daydream while the insidious sun still scorched the last frontier of the great west.…