I Am Very Privileged And Honored When

In Truth, I Don't Want To Be There. I Don't Want To See The Light Go Out Of My Brother's Eyes.

The Stems Stood Tall And Straight, One Series Arranged In A Single Line, The Other In A Crudely Shaped Heart, The Final One In The Shape Of The Letter U. I Love You.

Hanging Out The Window, Amber Blew Her A Kiss. A Lump The Size Of A Fist Clogged Heather's Throat, While A Breeze From Th Sea Pushed Her Thick Hair Away From Her Face. Tears Trickled Unchecked Down Her Cheeks.

I Wanted To Write About The Third World And Had The Opportunity To Go Live In The Trenches, So To Speak.

Old Characters Never Die, But I Do Need To Take A Break From Them In Order To Create New Ones.