My mom’s moved away.
Home now, we’re just exhausted–
Leonard Cohen plays.
skat@2017
Eek! Who’s that tired hag
In the bathroom mirror? Phew!
Just my morning face.
skat@2015
Throbbing in my head,
Promises relief at last–
Storm is on its way.
skat@2015
Reflections from a contemplative window
the quill that shatters glass
David Kanigan
Setting up a Brand-New Life in London
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
by Lize Bard
Alex Markovich, 39 y.o. male living in Russia. A photographer, writer, and lecturer, as well as translator. A regular guest on “Radio of Russia” and other radio stations. Main subjects of the programs: “Traveling through Russia” and “Photo Art” (Alex arranges photo exhibitions in various Russian towns and cities, as well as abroad). E-mail: travel.with.markovich AT gmail.com
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Writing is ..., it just is ...
My Pen Writes Of You When I Write Of Me
Roots and Branches in our Family Trees
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
by Scooj
A Continuing Revolution
home of the elusive trope
