Double-shade

The apple tree and me. The two of us: me, beneath the tree but not in the shade; the tree, beneath the sun but not in the light.   Clouds over me and the apple tree, which makes three: the clouds, the apple tree, and me. Or four—if you count the sun.   But really,... Continue Reading →

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Moonlight Sonata

  Moonlight Sonata   The sun setting red on the corpse of the ship, backlit the masts—their whirl and their whip and the snap of the shredded, sad sails and the lip of the wheel forsaken—the captainless crypt, unnamed on the waters, so ghastly and still, stirring now Northward, now Southward, at will.   Now... Continue Reading →

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