A link to the story.
A Portrait Of An Unnamed Couple
Theirs is a love most warm, most encompassing.
A little idea I had.
Gesture For The Bereaved
A science fiction story I wrote that was rejected for publication. Reading back, I understand why it was turned down (though it does hurt). I still think it's good enough to share with people, so here it is.
A fictionalized memory of my aunt. She had a heart that would love and pray for all. Even the unborn and unnamed. Rest in peace, Ma.
A puppeteer does not make noise.
A doctor delivers some news.
A scene that I've had in my head. Maybe one day it'll find its place in a book of mine. Or perhaps it will remain as it is.
A woman recalls a tragic memory
Old Enough To Understand
Children understand more than we think.