Sharp- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

I am playing with knives again sharpening them lovingly against brown leather strap admiring the way hair splits cleanly upon the well-honed edge (Christine E. Ray) Listen! Sounds like a violin– fine strings ‘gainst steel bow I play concerto splitting hairs (Kindra M. Austin) I’m trimming those frayed ends sharpening those pointy convictions giving them … Continue reading Sharp- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

Accidental Tourist – Aurora Phoenix

crimson had not yet bloomed crisp-splattered across vistas strewn autumnal breeze hinted chill at pre-dawn calamity winds gusting hard to ill gale capsized her all wave on wave, apoplectic deadened browns crest fall shame, scarlet blaze faded in season’s wither wanders lost daze now accidental tourist forlorn, scorned, windshorn in her own – foreign - … Continue reading Accidental Tourist – Aurora Phoenix