Dreamers Reading Room

Thin Air

Maryn concentrated on the feeling of his touch, the cool sensation that passed over her skin…

Bodies – One by One – which flail out the Rivers like Salmon, already caught by haunting Men.

Only an expanding heart . . . one that under-stands Those who ignore their history are doomed to repeat it.

Poor Dad was completely booked. So, I took it upon myself to become a professional, certified rock hunter…

A thousand ideas bouncing and bounding inside my head, knocking the smoke out of me, drumming up plans for the day after…

And yet, now, as I stood with him I found myself clawing for words, searching for something to say…

There’s always going to be ‘just too much’, if you can’t divorce yourself from your damn job.

I have a support group made up of parents who have lost a child to suicide. We all want to know WHY…

The numbing aftershocks as four farm families buried sons in closed caskets, automobile rubble robbing her last chance…