The Silent Man

I mouth the words hoping they’ll be caught But without a sound I could be saying anything He doesn’t mouth a thing He stands there staring waiting for more from me But I have such a hard time getting my own words out “What are you thinking?” I mouth silently He stands there waiting forContinue reading “The Silent Man”

Still Written

There are many times I give away my time to write. I give it and give it and give till I’m writing 10 words and starving for solitude. I know I should hang on tighter to my time to write. I should be more demanding but it’s such a slippery thing. It shifts and moldsContinue reading “Still Written”