angry, tattooed monk

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photograph. 20 january 2021

fallen leaves caught on outdoor glass-covered walkway roof

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photograph. 13 january 2021

frost covered leaf on a bed of moss and grass

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photograph. 13 november 2020

fallen thevetia blossoms on flagstone

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photograph. 30 september 2020

dry leaf beside its stained imprint on sidewalk

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photograph. 16 september 2020

dead warbler bird with yellow and grey wings

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photograph. 8 september 2020

thin clouds at sunset with a sliver of moon

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photograph. 18 august 2020

white echinacea blossom with white-winged moth on petal

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photograph. 6 august 2020

boulder sitting on city sidewalk near a building wall

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short story. 4 august 2020

gloaming eased to darkness, the wind blew steady. a hut nestled within a copse of trees stood above the animal path.

i entered and sat on the earthen floor. there was a small hearth and fire.

i began to cough.

within my throat, a deep scratching tickle intensified. i began to retch. i rolled onto my hands and knees and vomited a dark, long, stringy mass. it was a thick rope of hair.

a few wet hairs stuck to my lips and face; i felt them move as my stuttered breath slowed. i placed the mass of hair in the fire. it smoldered before burning.

from behind, something moved towards me from the corner darkness. i leaned back against its legs to rest. it placed a thorny branch in my left hand and painted three horizontal stripes across my forehead. i closed my eyes. the skin beneath the stripes stung.

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photograph. 31 july 2020

three sun-dried leaves on sidewalk

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