On Dreams and Life The first thing I notice is the smoke, the smell of it. An acrid, viscid stink overwhelms my senses and crawls over and into me like a billion ethereal tendrils. The fear grows inside. It is a grotesque unyielding fear. It saturates me and makes it nearly impossible to open my eyes.… Read More »
The Alien Oil Conspiracy and Other Meanderings I love to write, sometimes I don’t write so well, but that doesn’t stop me from writing. It’s kind of like golf, I guess. Some people like to play golf regardless of how poorly they play. Writing essays is one of the kinds of writing I like best… Read More »
The Longest Month of the Year …To those of us who knew the pain Of valentines that never came And those whose names were never called When choosing sides for basketball It was long ago and far away The world was younger than today And dreams were all they gave for free To ugly duckling girls… Read More »
Snow While I am not a fan of winter, I still find snow a magical gift from nature. Maybe because its beauty is transitory; maybe because it doesn’t happen that often anymore where I live. Maybe because I can walk through a forest laid silent by heavy snowfall and find a calming peace in my soul … Read More »
The Seeds of Spring Winter can be tough, especially for those of us who are growing older. Here in the northern part of the northern hemisphere, snow and ice can often isolate us from our family and friends… and even make trips to the store difficult or impossible. We may have feelings of darkness and despair.… Read More »
A Trio of Short Guest Essays Only rarely do we publish essays written by anyone other than Cloudeight. Today we’re making an exception by publishing three short essays by our new friend who goes by the pen name of G. Petee. We hope you enjoy these essays. And if you do, please let us know. A… Read More »