A vein of gold in Paris
Using a tilt-shift lens and post-processing for the colors, I created this photo of a Paris street that looks like a vein of gold.
Clay Sculptures
Assorted paper white clay sculptures.
Floral Ecstacy
After the long, cold, dark winters I find the spring so invigorating. I finally started photographing budding flowers and green city views again.
Hitler Clone (60)
There are 88 Hitler clones in total, every clone being the source material for the subsequent one.
Dock of the Bay
Stunning boat and dock photography.
Virtual Detroit
Photography from around Detroit.
By the Window Sill
These photographs are the result of an accident. While cleaning up a barn, I found three broken, and abandoned windows.
Play Date Gone Wrong
This short story is from the perspective of a five-year-old who is confronted with things heard on the news.
Superhighway
Lives collide in the stop and go traffic of everyday life.
First Love
A short story about class difference within the confined space of a boarding school.
Caesar or Nothing
Georgina looks at my black eye and damaged face with appalled concern but is too polite and professional to ask.
The Day We Met
Sometimes the most unexpected sequence of events leads us to our destined path.
Necessary Goodbyes
Bobbie discloses an agonizing secret to her best friend and discovers that even the people you’re closest to may never really know you.
The Tears of the World
A ghost story that takes a deep bow to Samuel Beckett.
Unending Encore
A fictional short story about the pressures and expectations of gladiators and how their struggle relates to us today.
Gray Dawn
A law student recovers an expensive oil painting from a shady art dealer for a mobster.
Hunting Blind
Growing up on the east side, Cleveland, Ohio.
Between You, Me, and The Devil
A dead man from Texas has hopes of meeting with the Devil in Hell.
this skin i wear
and now that darkness has
swallowed the sun
Blooms
A deaf woman uses nature for self healing.
Memories of Night Fishing
Bloodworms, scotch, banana bread, and histories with Khartoum whores I wish were still alive and fat and vivid as anthracite in moonlight.
Pearl
Through loss one’s character develops through the relentless toil of grief, like a simple grain of sand transforming into a beautiful pearl.
The mermaid has lost her tail
A little story of the mermaid who has lost her tail.
Reaching the Gardens
There is a cry floating over the desert about a weak mountain that didn’t grow all the way to the pinnacle
Recursive
This poem talks about the physical and the mental pain a body goes through with chronic disease.
MAGNA
Make America Great? Never Again!
Mexico, build that wall on your land we stole.
A Brooklyn Hug
A moment of life in Brooklyn, New York.
History begins
Awaiting the birth of my grandson.
Sweet Fighter
A poetic tribute to the memory of a favorite cat.