Archive for June, 2008


June 26th, 2008

Like a cocoon of silk Wrapped in jewels Her hair Wisped in the wind A shell curled round a string Like a forgotten thing A talisman Of ancient wonderings

The Pancakes

June 16th, 2008

“I’m going to go for the smoked salmon bagel, I think,” Maurice said smiling as he drummed his fingers lightly on the laminate table top. Betty smiled softly too, for that was what he always said when they came for Sunday brunch at Roni’s. And he’d have a filter coffee, an orange juice and end […]