Birding

As they neared the trees, Grandpa stopped and brought the binoculars to his eyes. He then handed them to Toby. “What do you see in that tree?” Grandpa pointed.

The Fowler’s Snare Chronicles

There is no way back but there is a way through.

The Life of Ripley

When all is said and done by Luke, is he really protecting himself, his “real life”, his ritualized sources of comfort, when he protects his daughter from being taken away?

Easter Morning

Easter morning and me and my father are down in the basement brushing shoes.

Watercolors

“Watercolors have a life and a flow of their own when you brush them on the paper. You let go and see what happens.”

A short story . . .

Thrown Off Balance

“The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it.”
― Flannery O’Connor

Nothing More Than Alright

A short story . . .

Creatures Great and Small

“Aimee wants to be called Adam. Be sure to say Adam.”
A short story . . .