Bitterroot: A Short Story

Roark watched as the mountains eclipsed the sun—night descended early here and he welcomed it. Murmuring the incantation over the medallion, he evoked a violet hue which pulled him in the direction of his pursuit—toward the mountains. Not surprising, he thought, and...

What’s the point of poetry?

Most people don’t have much ‘use’ for poetry. Its mysteries and meanings don’t reveal themselves easily; the storyline is not always clear. What use is poetry? Poetry’s power (its use if we must) is that it is both cathartic and transformative. It is a tool and a...

You Are Meant to Find Your Courage

It’s lingering, ready for the call from you. Raising its hand; hoping you’ll glance its way and grab hold. Courage patiently waits, beseeching you to know your heart, share it with others, and take action on your innermost desires. It asks for your employ so that you...

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