Tags » Mystical Experience
*Originally posted November 15, 2014 – Rescheduled for reposting on March 29, 2016.
I adored the boy. Adored everything about his sensitive, electrifying personality, and the sight of him, all healthy and alive and real, not destitute in the gutter. 661 more words
There was a pond in their yard.
Not in some back corner, bordered by stone, featuring fat goldfish, built from a home improvement kit. This was a small lake, fully visible from the master bedroom window, on thirty one acres of forested New England, a body of water fed by brown trout and otters and current generation, pedigreed bullfrogs. 774 more words