Rock Tosser
His steps are jagged and halting, his face is fierce. As he jerks, pops and stumbles by the image of Frankenstein congers itself in my
His steps are jagged and halting, his face is fierce. As he jerks, pops and stumbles by the image of Frankenstein congers itself in my
Kira pauses her timer and stops “Hi Dennis” she says with a big smile. I pop my head up from writing and respond with a
My head is down. I’m frantically scratching something in my journal. I’ve had a good thought; desperately, I try to get it down before it
To sit on a sea wall bench in downtown Vancouver each morning means you will see some strange things!
It’s goose season. One hundred or so surround me this morning as I sit on my sea wall bench. They block the sidewalk and fill