Connected

It feels real. The roof tiles warm underneath me, left scorching under the sitting afternoon sun. The oak tree branches…

Giants

I could hear the distant thunder, could feel the rumble under my feet. They encircled my hideaway. Grumbling indiscreetly, and…

Vanity

They flaunted their mystery, their enigmatic fiery hair tossing aside in Autumn’s soft zephyr blowing.  I crowed and called, begging…