Echoes of an Earlier Landscape

Early light has been diffused to an apricot glow, dappled with fragments of cool, grey shadow, echoes of the wet earth of an earlier landscape. Soggy fields and marshes suffered centuries of drought; now precious juttings of sea-worn granite lure us out to where water once teemed with life. Now all that’s left are sweeping […]


In the shattering pangs of sadness, bring me nepenthe so I may climb into vague forgetfulness and abdicate world-weariness. Neolithic numbness turns me to sallow stone, my only hope has perished and left me all alone. The four corners of this earth grow ever near, closing in day by day, accompanied by uncontrollable, irrational, offhand […]


The butterflies in her gut dry their wings, hanging from withered weeds in her womb, poisoned by opium, his beautiful lies. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: July 16, 2017: Fine Dining – Kitchen Tricks This Sunday, Scribblers Dipstick has brought us a new ‘story board’ collage. We should let […]