The Shadow of Death surrounds her like a dark, oppressive fog obscuring the path. Swirling madly about the Woman’s feet, the Shadow twists itself round and round–eliminating vision. The Woman gropes her way in the dark. Is there a cliff? Shelter? Will...
I’ve grown tired and my throbbing head rests wearily on shoulders knotted by the week’s concerns. Night begins to fill the sky with its inky fingerprint and I notice there aren’t any stars. Even the smallest shaft of light has been snuffed out by...
The heckler hurled insults at anyone within range–the coach, ref, and players. Consumed by the moment, he lost sight of a parent’s role as supporter. He arrogantly assumed a position of superiority–negating the expertise and value of others. At...
