Three stars

A daring dreamland rescue!  Faces leering from the shadows, bloody sheets.  Three matriarchs teach a young father how to have time for his son.  Darth Maul lingers in the nexus between worlds.  The sun sets and hope retreats with the light.  All kindsa critters goin’ bump in the night.  A musician perched atop pillows, awoken by the plumb & breadth of her worry, staring deep into the new rooms dark corners and wondering, “did something just move there?”


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s