It was paradise. Gentle, summer rains fell lightly on lush green fields. It was a land of plenty, we wanted for nothing. Our neighbors were like family, sharing good fortune and abundance. At first there were only minor disagreements, superficial injuries and illnesses. Even then, the community gathered in peaceful cooperation to achieve our mutual … Continue reading Desolation
Author: Tara R.
Ghosts of my childhood
I see a hint of her from the corner of my eye as I walk down a busy street. There she is watching me through store windows that distort my already misshapen body like funhouse mirrors. When I try to catch her spying on me, she vanishes. Sitting in the neighborhood cafe, sipping coffee with … Continue reading Ghosts of my childhood
Batteries included
It's been a while since I've been on a photo hike, and I've missed my wanderings. This weekend I trekked around Fort Pickens in Pensacola. I've visited the fortress many times, so I strayed from the stronghold itself, and instead hiked around trails at the outlying Langdon and 234 Batteries, which border the beach and meander through the marshes. … Continue reading Batteries included
Zigged when she should have zagged
An itsy, bitsy gal Fell into a keg of pale ale She refused to crawl out Though she preferred to drink stout She zigged instead of zagged all the way to jail *Featuring a Black-and-Yellow Argiope, or Yellow Garden Orbweaver, a spider common to Florida.
Reboot
Reverently removing his boots, he arranged them neatly beside his bike. The mid-day asphalt was scorching through his socks. As he neared the edge of the precipice, the sea spray blew cold. Sitting on the lip of the cliff, he looked out over the water, squinting in the bright sun. His saddle bag was on the … Continue reading Reboot
Amusement judgment
Amusement park view Above the maddening crowd Unprejudiced truth If we can rise above the fray, shutting out what the world’s carnival barkers are screaming at us about what we should think, or do, or believe, then we can think clearly, and come to our own conclusions about how to live our lives and let … Continue reading Amusement judgment





