the ploys of heaven

    Loneliness can be more constant a companion than those expected to be its demise.  Many of us assume we know the definition of loneliness, as if we memorized…

I’m finally silenced But not enough to notice You Or abhor my swearing And all of its ever too grandiose reasons For treason against You. Am I beyond caring? Will…

  Part IV:  The Gloaming Each step becomes heavier than the last.  The setting of the sun begins in earnest, seemingly outpacing my efforts to outrun it.  The wind picks…