Poem By Think In The Morning:  Nothing

Poem By Think In The Morning: Nothing

 I know that you areStanding thereIn your roomThinking how beautifulLife isBelieving that you canControl yourselfThat you can exist on a dietOf water and air.You are happy to be aloneLonely, but happy.It is inevitableThat you will remember ParisThat you will feel the...
Short Fiction – Ribeauville

Short Fiction – Ribeauville

 ICarl sat down to read the letter in the town square.  Tears rolled down his eyes.  He was surprised at how he felt the same inferiority and differentness as when he had been a student all those years ago.  He fell into the past and relived the memories. While the...
Short Fiction – The Inheritance

Short Fiction – The Inheritance

 The Little Boy Lostby William Blake Father, father, where are you going       O do not walk so fast.Speak father, speak to your little boy       Or else I shall be lost, The night was dark no father was there       The child was wet with dew.The mire was deep, &...