Thursday, October 14, 2004


Sliding sideways between the spear and the dagger, the warrior slashed with his scimitar, his child's scream echoing in his mind.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004


See the one shining spot in the mass of dirty grey clouds? Cue Beatles.

Sunday, October 10, 2004


Observe black fur covered muscles straining against the blue leash amidst a field of green.

Thursday, October 07, 2004


The word "classic" is scrawled across my face reflected in the cherry red aluminium.

Wednesday, October 06, 2004


In stillness of the morning, as the sunlight warmed the cool air, I rocked back and forth, the baby's soft cheek against my scratchy one.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004


A pillowy cheek against his chest, tiny curving eyelashes, and little breathy sighs gently instruct a dad about the essence of his life.


Slumped upon the sea green carpet my dog lies lonely.

Monday, October 04, 2004


She was just a swish of black hair narrowly missed by a slamming door.


Grasp each individual word one by one to explore the mysteries of a mind.