Falling, the die turns
Landing, tumbles
Rolling, stops.
Numbered.
Lifted, the die rises
Tossed, soars
Unburdened
Love in a Mist. So … why is love blue?
Ginger does not grow gingerly.
Signage. Sign of an age.
Tag, you’re it.
Posted in Life, Pebble, Writing
Tagged graffiti, tag, traffic signs, UC Berkeley, University Avenue
Segregated you tense ills.
Life, uprooted.
Squid tentacles printed on a corner of a pillow.
What ink cloud do we enter when we lay our heads down to sleep?
Posted in Life, Pebble, Questions, Writing
Tagged random thought, sleep, squid pillow, writing
My latest science fiction novel from Tickety Boo Press, Beneath the Skin, is now now available for pre-sale on Amazon. So far, it’s just the Kindle edition. I hope you like it!
Posted in Life, Reading, Writing
Tagged beneath the skin, dystopia, empath, novel, romance, romantic science fiction, science fiction, shapechanger, shapeshifter
History is full of stuff. Choose which parts you want to repeat.
“Come on People Now, Smile on Your Brother,” Youngbloods, Slow Jam, YouTube, RetroDan