skimming grassy knolls laced with winter frost. a press of hoof into soil
the girl outside the bar [a poem]
Crisp air pulls across chrysanthemum curls…
What Happened? I Didn’t Finish a Novel for NaNoWriMo2021
Here I am, on the seventh day of December, and yes, I failed NaNoWriMo2021.
Finishing a Novel for NaNoWriMo2021: How’s it going to end?
It’s another year, another November, and NaNoWriMo is here. I’m about nine days too late for writing this introduction post, but better late than never, right?
Today is the Day Sirens Scream [a poem]
She slips into something more comfortable, a beaming grin with sly eyes and slinks…