A shutter and some overalls make tricks of
light and shadow dance and sometimes
catch the smile behind the
But, rarely, can the viewer spy the layers… 56 more words
~This journey to becoming a writer is uncovering the many layers of my mind. Some of those layers are very dark and sometimes disturbing.
I’ve unfortunately experienced a lot of death in my life so maybe that’s why I have such morbid thoughts from time to time. 587 more words
She sits alone before the massive windows of the terminal, staring absently at the tarmac. Silently she waits, radiating an air of calm introspection. It is not until one draws closer that they can see past the ramrod straight back and the soft but strong hands that clutch her purse strap, and read the stress in the lines on her face and the sadness hidden in her eyes. 697 more words