Month September 2015

Cosmic Interference

Cosmic Interference The sun was setting and the kids were taking a late nap after a long visit with their father. He always wore them out with all the canoe fishing and fried fish they ate when they got together…

My Bubble

My Bubble; An Awakening Allergic to our world of senses, his  eyes dance piquantly around the room, while anticipation brews unceasingly as he waits for his new acquaintances to arrive- with bright colored flowers, little anthropoids and such, leaves of…