a fleeting ripple

As the day dawns outside, I try to catch that elusive moments where the streetlights go out. Today, I have already missed it. Usually it...

Bleary, watered down sunlight filters through the thick windows. Untouched snow still covers the roofs outside, but the busy sidewalk is...

Sunlight hits the top of a building, chasing the shadows down the wall. A breeze carries the smell of mountain sage. It is so quiet that...