Posted in Of Flowers and the Sky, Tales on Mar 26th, 2009 No Comments »
It was supposed to have been spring. The sky was supposed to be blue and the birds were supposed to be organizing their duets. The grass was supposed to be turning green and the flowers were supposed to growing and blooming and making the world turn colorful. But instead the sky is gunship gray, the [...]
Posted in Tales on Mar 11th, 2009 No Comments »
It’s the darkest part of the night and the boy is afraid. He is hiding under the blankets, his small form completely covered, as if this will save him from the frights, from the monsters lurking in his room. He knows they are there though he can’t see them just as they know that his [...]
Posted in Tales on Mar 10th, 2009 No Comments »
(We have seen this man before. He began to tell us his thoughts at twilight. I suppose that makes this something of a sequel)
“What am I doing out here?”
I stumble through the snow a full minute before I realize I asked my question out loud. Out of habit I look around to see who’s noticed [...]