London Aspen

Flowers Shining brightly near a drabby old shack, or what some people would call it- "The ruins of a beautiful place." They were new friends but now are old. They ...

Carla Tinnock stared wearily at the ceiling of her attic bedroom, and quietly listened to the sound of early risers eating breakfast in the lobby. She was remembering her mother ...

It was dark in the woods, for the leafy canopy blocked out all the sunlight. Carla made her way through the woods. She could hear nothing, not even the horses ...

The Fountain Her solitary eyes weep miserably. Her sorrowful, tear streaked face Peers around the vacant park, Seeking a passerby to help her to her feet. Yet, seeing that she ...

Fire Cinders

Sleeping Fairgrounds Carousels dream about Old rocking horses, Faded wallpaper peels, And little dolls lying Forgotten on beds. Fun mirrors make you Dance and hop slowly, Unsure of how to ...