I Shovel Dirt
I shovel dirt into the hole and my face breaks into a sweat despite the cool night air.
Solitude
F7U12, Winter!
winter sucks
Waiting
Janine’s leg bounced and jittered as if it had a mind of its own.
Sunset Heat
I put the rest of the tools in the trunk and wheeled it over to the tie-downs.
Cruising
Late at night she walks the scene alone
The Dark Pool of Lamia
Lamia wrapped the mottled scarf around her light frame, enjoying the silky sensation as the soft cool hide hugged her contours.
Respawn
Respawn.
Winter in a Nutshell
You don’t have to shovel rain.
Snowfall
arms wide and eyes closed
A Beginning…
Amy wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and flushed the toilet quickly before her mother asked questions.
Barbecue
Okay, Nicholas.
Whoops
Special ornament