Memoir

Today I removed my memoir chapters from this site. I am nearing completion of the second draft and it was time to pull these first drafts off. As part of the same project, I am…

November Love

November is a love of mineI lay upon her lap and restShe strokes my hair with leaf-bare limbsTo let me know I’m heaven blessed She does not hide her cornfield’s stubbleNor the patterns in her…

Chapter One

Second Sighting Raze saw her again, the “dryad”. He thought she was just fond imagination. He’d heard the silly stories of old Barth, the hoof trimmer, but he didn’t believe a word. Now it was…