Shadow Water

Shadow Water Lake Martin, La The brisk water's edge...Presents the fate that I fledge...This captive pond...Has no end...The straight and narrow...Turns at every end...The moss dangles my noose...The black water will never loose...The serpent...The reptile...The gilled...They breathe me in...The green...The green...The green...Sends me in...Into shadow waters...

Murderous Bayou

A Tale With No Ending "What do you know of murder?" she asked.The lieutenant stared."What DO you know of murder?"she repeated.Lieutenant Boch realigned his posture."I know that people murder people. I know it does not always require motive and sometimes it has one." he replied. Penelope sat in her rocking chair and continued to knit... Continue Reading →

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