Autumn leaves

  • Autumn

    I’m lounging in the sun chair, peering into the Autumn. The window’s grown cold, just like everything else around here that once was warm. It’s like we’re in a corridor. At one end: summer. At this end: winter. Maybe we’ll… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 2. Paper Rain

    I’ve got my little boy to thank for it; this paper rain that taps on the roof, every time the wind blows. To the adult eye—the eye that’s been battered and bruised by the duller shades of life—this paper rain…it’s… Continue reading