Year: 2017
The elated cyclist smiled like a pony, after a lump of sugar. He had huge sunken eyes, and teeth like a white picket fence that protruded from a…
f/4.5, ISO-200, -0.3 step, 50mm, 1/200 sec.
What brittle, keening wind is this that stings our ears and dulls the fingers? The coachman of the foulest season whose kiss lingers on bloodless, frigid lips. We’ll…
Spring has sprung, and new blossoms burst. Hungered by the lack of fuel, the compost heap beckons him from across the garden, angry steam rising up from its…
His nine-year-old loved her nursery, and she loved climbing trees, and reading her books about history, flowers, and trains. And she loved her father, and he thought of…
Women seeking men, hard font on dirty paper, the Classifieds. Wanted:– Good looking, well-built male, to make gorgeous blonde, 29, happy again. Tina, Mandi, Brandi or Cindy, all…
I need something else, something other than the hum of silence that carries through my wide-awake bedroom. The heating thermostat clicks on, the temperature dropping to a bitter…
f/3.5, ISO-100, 0 step, 40mm, 1/400 sec.
three sons of Uusimaa washed upon a foreign shore. the first shrugged and grunted and planted himself fast and there toiled to build a house rooted in worldly…