Empty Footfalls
Empty footfalls, leave trackless patterns, on the mat of colored leaves. Here in a fall afternoon. I believe it’s still there. Even though I know...
Light a Path
Light a path to redemption. Darkness will fall away. Yesterday will become tomorrow, and tomorrow will merge into today. In the blink of an eye,...
In a Flash
In a flash, a light goes dark, is gone, and no more. Random images are left; soulless odd shaped forms, each a pretend creature; created...
Shortypman
Shortypman: Words and Photos in paperback
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