Tag / Aging

Dreams are the best I can conjure now.

The faded Tabasco tie stifles any recollections.

Any hint of

“Once upon a Time” used to be a phrase that set my heart afire. They were four words that held promise and pote

You could tell that the little girl desperately wanted it all to be real. Half of his work was already done. It was well pa

The scarlet skirt
lay high above her dimpled knee.
Youth has passed and
Recognition is all but gone.

“So why hasn’t anyone tried to reach him before?” He asked her somewhat curtly. With his chin in the air,