Wranglers in Love

comic book graffiti on the side of a building, with an emerging figure of the mc on a horse. Yeah, I don't know either...

© Ayr/Gray

Zeke was a Schmittyboy from the tip-top of his wrangling hat, to the red-dusted toes of his herding boots. Picture twin moons, Phobos and Deimos, shining in rare alignment over Arizon’s desert plain. Continue reading

Happily Never After

The Single Blade

Yellow autumn leaves

Credit: Dreamstime.com

…Bows and trembles still,

But wind punishes, more likely to cut

Than caress and quicken the hopeful green of early months.

Pulsing chlorophyll sparking, breathing deep

The sinewy length of sultry Midsommer. Continue reading

Shifting Boundaries

Bunch of carrots

Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons

Lois started awake, struggling with her sleeping bag, before recalling she’d agreed to camping with Kenny. Not too keen on the northern woods, wild animals, and biting flies, but fair was fair. He’d gone to that Writer’s Conference with her, and from all appearances had a great time. Continue reading