Needing a Sign

Restlessness accompanies me on the sojourn today – unfazed by ripe red belly of robin, or shimmering emerald of breeding merganser’s crown. My lens seeks out decay – rotting wood, darkened cavities – as if my soul craves reassurance that life persists even where death hovers – I need a sign. Discontent, I move on […]

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The Pact

“What happens after death?” she asked one Sunday, her long, thin body, stretched weakly across the settee, her cousin, balancing his dinner plate at her feet. Sundays they came together – all the family – for Grandmother’s dinners – the warm waft of fresh-baked pies, the clank of dishes, and voices raised over the old farm table. He […]

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