Cosmic Fingerprints #FridayFlash - November 8, 2013

Every once in a while, a person catches a fleeting glimmer. Not spirits, but what I call memory ghosts. From their when and where, they pass through into our...

Pale Kiss - September 17, 2009

Rising above the rolling hills, Nulan smiles upon the dark land. Her kisses turn the waving wheat into a shimmering sea. A shadow wriggles from my feet. Wind...

The Only Color #fridayflash - November 1, 2013

This is an edited repost from 2010 with reduced word count (368) and minor word changes. The comments on the original included a brief discussion over the fi...