Poetry — Exhaling, head resting against the wall, body warm from the sun’s deep caress. Stress and tension seeping from my pores. A weight lifted, a chance to recenter, to Recalibrate. A time of peace and harmony throughout body and mind. © Dave Logan 2023 Thank you for reading.

A Short Story — If you have not read any of this story yet, Part One, Part Two, Part Three, and Part Four can be read from the imbedded links* The lights on the lead SUV in the convoy pierce the darkness as Leroy and Kristen zip down the empty road. Nighttime in the…

Poetry — A cry for help, but no one hears, the silence deafening to one’s ears. The light at the end of the path snuffed out, the darkness creating panic and a need to defend. Anxieties rising, the predator on the heels of its prey, the sound of footstep’s leading everyone astray. …

A Short Story — Darkness envelopes me. A light is flashed in my eyes and Wendy stands before me. She motions for me to follow her down the darkened path. There is a constant dripping sound as we walk down the cement encased tunnel. It feels like we have been walking for a long…

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A Short Story — This story begins with Part One here and Part Two here. When I wake up again, it feels like days have gone by. I feel fully refreshed aside from the pain in every inch of my body. I can see that the sun is out so it’s not nighttime. I…

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