K.S. ANTHONY

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought   I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with ol...

(Pixabay) J left for two months, returned for a week, then left again. She was as good at leaving me as she was at loving me, though after t...

Apocalypse,  n.  Etymology: < Latin apocalypsis , < Greek ἀποκάλυψις , noun of action < ἀποκαλύπτειν to uncover, disclose, < ἀ...

 There are 438 pieces of writing on this site - 439, if you count this one - and nearly all of them are saved as drafts. I am hesitant to de...

We do not know what to do with the dead So they slip through the sermons and flowers, And the freshly-sown grief and the words left unsaid  ...