I think back to pre-social media days and the pre-effects of gazing at a small screen held in […]
what matters the most to you?
a subconsciousness in search of clarity
Before I forget what it is like
A commercial pilot acquaintance of mine suggested mornings as the best time to fly out of Atlanta. I […]
by LJ Frank perusing a reprinted work with frayed edges from the early 1900’s years without reading fingers […]
by Keith ‘Doc’ Raymond* “Is it legal for us to meet?” Beth looked into my eyes. The light […]
by LJ Frank Alone on a stretch of sand, no others in sight, after a sunrise drive, a […]