Art Harris
It Takes Two
The power component had failed again, and the scout Captain knew it had to be replaced. He was still many light-years from home and had to make an emergency landing… Read More »It Takes Two
The Far Away View
The sweep of the sky as I lay on the grass Viewing the wash of stars that As if painted with a wide brush Play out in the night sky… Read More »The Far Away View
That Is Not Your Beacon
My confidence in the allure of light fades Like a bolt of lightning, burning an after-image Through closed eyes, into my brain Where the colors of memory dim Light plays… Read More »That Is Not Your Beacon
All That’s Left
I stand alone, rooted in place like the boulders strewn across the barren landscape fronting the gate. Chosen. No, selected as the last one willing to face the coming barrage,… Read More »All That’s Left
Another Life
I look over my shoulder at the trail heavily trodden and the narrow strip of grass I’ve tended, like a road reaching back to another life. A road winding between… Read More »Another Life
The Blue Chevy
In the span of time that flew by in the blink of an eye, 26 years had passed since Johnny left his hometown. It was 27 since he had married… Read More »The Blue Chevy
The Kintsugi Bowl
The bowl lay broken in several pieces AgainContent splayed across the floorIn the fall Filled and refilled to overflowing AgainThere’s no wonder it slippedFrom my hands Each part is gathered… Read More »The Kintsugi Bowl
We All Get What We Deserve
A week after the funeral, Chris and Sam sat waiting in their deceased Uncle’s office waiting for the attorney to begin. Typical for John Drury, the contents of his will… Read More »We All Get What We Deserve