Portrait of Isolation
A winding path leading through knee-high grass gone to seed ends at a weathered farmhouse Inside, unopened mail piled high clutters a tiny kitchen A… Read More »Portrait of Isolation
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Superior
I have seen the fury of this inland sea; her rollers piled high in November gales I have heard her thunderous chorus along the North… Read More »Superior
The Mighty Storm
Something was off; I could feel it the moment I awoke. It was a morning in mid-June with an overcast sky and oppressive humidity that… Read More »The Mighty Storm