Dana Wylie – Something’s Going to Happen Here
You know how a song can start—slow—how it can work its way under your shirt, move up your spine, spread its fingers across the base of your neck, send a shower ...
You know how a song can start—slow—how it can work its way under your shirt, move up your spine, spread its fingers across the base of your neck, send a shower ...
A flagrant bit of twilight thunder—a couple of blasts then trailing rumble, like heavy furniture being moved across the floor in the overhead apartment. T...
A morning Psalm: Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth. ...
At the height of our two-day gale, from the shelter of my third-story condo, I saw a man on a bicycle inching his way to the dumpster. His bike was buried under...