His head snapped up, eyes met mine, and he screamed. The horrible sound. I had to snuff it out.
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Creature in the Forest (Part 2)
When I grow strong, I linger in the morning light and bathe freely in the deep waters of the lake.
Creature in the Forest
Below the mist, I lay on wet soil among the rubble and ruin of past selves.
April in San Francisco
In front of the Chinatown public library, I look across the street at a garage and the Transamerica Pyramid poking out from behind. Depending on your positioning, the slant of the hill, the gaps between passing cars at intersections, and the weather, it’s possible to gain new perspectives on iconic buildings and the Bay Bridge….
Winter in San Francisco: A Writer’s Second Year
The window is open, and the brisk 50-something air creeps into our apartment. It hasn’t rained in more than a week, and I’ve been enjoying my second chilly yet sunny winter in San Francisco. I’ve been taking long walks in North Beach and Chinatown, and last week took Clay Street all the way to the Ferry Building, where I hung out and read by the water.