Hollow Spine

Half-Hour Scenes & Stories

The Dwelling Place

Memories of you, preserved in photographs I should, but can’t, delete. The clarity of any particular┬ámoment is too slippery to grasp. Words that were said float, lost, in the space … Continue reading

October 6, 2015 · Leave a comment

Photo Prompt | Thomas Leuthard

Most days he is merely a shadow on the staircase, flickering across her path before she reaches for the rail. She takes one step at a time, pausing slightly before … Continue reading

March 11, 2014 · Leave a comment

Prompt | Out Of Place

Every week, the service is the same. One hymn progresses to another and the congregation sways, caught up in the predictable tradition of it. The priest speaks; fingers cross the … Continue reading

March 1, 2014 · Leave a comment

Beginnings | The Exiles

If I had known he would become the filter through which I would process, digest, and judge the world and everything in it, perhaps I would have acted differently that … Continue reading

February 28, 2014 · Leave a comment