i’m not smart because none of this makes sense how can your smile be left in the past tense? it was art how your heart moved through this...

A feather from my right wing flutters downward into the canyon. My mate circles above me. She dives toward the black quill and snatches...

faceless ancestors toil in bronze age fields across Europe erecting megalithic monuments imprinting cryptic messages that echo across...

When you live on a main road, you get accustomed to watching the world pass you by. The rush-hour traffic evacuating its exhaust pipes,...

The young girl fell from her nest...

Dressed in shades of shiny black, a drop of red upon his wing, he soars above a tiny shack, views the woman in the swing gliding slowly...