Relic
Upon a promontory dim With face set firm and grim “Once I might have chosen Had I once been him.” Turned from valley view Turned from village glow “Once I…
Liquid Sunshine
A tired and weary day hangs up its blazing coat on the grove of stoic oaks standing tall in the yard. Hot, dusty air settles over the ancient wooden porch…
Tomorrow's promise
As evening drew near we prepared ourselves for the worst. Bailey was bound to die with the light of day. Restless, she pawed at the ground, fighting fiercely…
Three Months Later
“It’s over,” Mischa said. She and Ben were walking down the beach as the moon was rising over head. “Yeah, Adam said the same thing,” Ben replied. Ben could…
One Month Later
“You think we should maybe take off?” Mischa asked as Ben closed the door behind him. Mischa sat on the stone steps, her sun dress blowing in the warm breeze…
One week later
Ben drove down the Pacific Coast Highway as the sun was setting over the ocean. Adam and Rachel were sleeping in the backseat holding hands. Mischa sat in the…