Peony hiked until she was out of breath, but Dyer still kept pushing her to keep up. The moon loomed over, exposing them to attack if any Talon stood by. It was not romantic. It was like a spotlight for…

For decades, I never saw brown pelicans in the tidal creek that flows past my house. Then, one summer, about five years ago, my neighbors and I saw one. The next year, two. Now, every once in a while, like…

Sometimes she fantasized that they came back. That she would see them through the window of the front door. A thin, fragile looking middle aged woman who walked as if she was in pain, Kelly named her Rosa, being helped…

……to rhyme with! Moon, June, spoon, buffoon, croon, loon, noon, soon, toon, The moon, with all its crags and miasmas, all its myths and legends, with all its poisons and poetry, remains the deepest symbol of romance. And I maintain…

The moon is love, not romantic. Romance is superficial; outward affections without any substance or commitment, and limited to only one kind of love that we experience in our lives. It's purely the moment and not the dedication and effort…

She got off the boat and stepped into the unknown. Would she achieve her purpose? Would she fail? Would they laugh at a girl with nothing more than a wicked scar and a missing eye. What if they laughed at…

The kitchen was the kind of cookie cutter kitchen cookie cutter houses of a certain strain, the lower-middle class strain, have. Cheap particle wood cabinets linoleum tiles squares on the floor, small brushed steel fridge and small brushed steel and…

The wind has stopped howling. The air is still. Across the darkening blue sky, the full moon is arcing over the ecological preserve, hundreds of acres without lights or buildings, only the primordial marshland. Ridgeway's rails, the endangered bird that…

The truest of truths is that there is nothing as certain as the fact That nothing is Certain! Plus which, we all also know that this universal uncertainty contains as many possibilities for pain as for pleasure, thus adding ….how…

As she stood in the entryway Kelly had the curious sensation, as you do at home when you walk into the kitchen and know that someone has just left, that this house had just been vacated by its rightful tenants.…