Just out of my reach…
I am gazing at a beautiful painting on a friend’s living room wall, and I am restless. I love the landscape, how the artist has captured...
May 244 min read
Crossroads
On dusty hill, midst dirt and stone, my clothes were stripped, my hands were tied- Then laid on wood, nails fiercely pierced both hands...
Apr 195 min read
The Awakening
Another wisp of wind tugged at the head of my sleeping bag, my thoughts drifted back to a time in my younger days when I had been homeless
Apr 74 min read
That which was lost…
While fueling up at El Monte’s Coffee Roasters in Chester NJ, Martha and I noticed a small group of ladies huddled at a table who appeared..
Mar 44 min read
