Houston Tales No. 2

Margaret was asleep. She thought she was asleep. It was nightfall. She slept in one of four day beds. The windows had no coverings. The night sky was blocked out by the canopy of old growth trees that covered the sprawling property. Margaret was swathed in years of suffering, sadness, confusion, poverty, and shame. ThisContinueContinue reading “Houston Tales No. 2”

Dreamscapes – Touching

In the dream I was on a spiraling staircase going up, up, up…She sent people to stop my ascent…She sent dogs, men, women, delusions, accusations but I continued up, up, UP. It was then that she appeared and grabbed me with both hands. Black hands. She would not stop until she was stopped. I hadContinueContinue reading “Dreamscapes – Touching”