Nighthawks- An Essay “His hair blew back from the high forehead, the brow furrowed as the grit of the city stung his eyes. Continue reading
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Nighthawks- An Essay
“His hair blew back from the high forehead, the brow furrowed as the grit of the city stung his eyes. There were no answers there, only more questions. She was a mystery, a lady in gray who moved in and out of his life with the subtlety of a song. The half-remembered lyrics of her hymn hanging in his mind and tugging at the corners, … Continue reading Nighthawks- An Essay
Insignificanc: An Essay
“The air was crisp with the hint of autumn dancing at the edges of the night. There was the promise of golden red leaves and ripe apples in the breeze that lifted his hair and blew it back from his forehead. His hand grasped my elbow, his voice a deep timber that flowed with the mood of the evening, seductive and non-threatening. But beneath the … Continue reading Insignificanc: An Essay
Insignificance: An Essay
“The air was crisp with the hint of autumn dancing at the edges of the night. There was the promise of golden red leaves and ripe apples in the breeze that lifted his hair and blew it back from his forehead. His hand grasped my elbow, his voice a deep timber that flowed with the mood of the evening, seductive and non-threatening. But beneath the … Continue reading Insignificance: An Essay
Elizabeth Horton-Newton –
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