Little Worlds
It is but pure chance that renders us all, prone to fits of idle pause, before time rushes on in through stagnant air. Then, shadow […]
Shortypman
The world of words and images that comes to mind from time to time:
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, […]
Shortypman: Words and Photos in paperback
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