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...

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