Let Go, Please.

Escape from me, I beg. You’re skulking about like swine in my late noon shadows. Let go of my coat, and give me the silence I have longed for from the moment I first heard your voice. I am so tired, of being the strongest. Underneath the electric facade, that you think gives you life, … More Let Go, Please.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sparkling or Still.”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sparkling or Still.” I rather enjoy the way my days start, so I wouldn’t change the beginning. It is a momentary blurred close up of my Pitt Bull, Jack’s nostrils as he stares at me, willing me to wake up. His tail begins it’s loving wag the … More In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sparkling or Still.”