Some beginnings have no ends. Better they remain fodder for the imagination.
| Late – “I longed to touch her . . .” Terminal – “I went there Tuesday . . .” Rocking – “She swayed back and forth . . .” Deaf – “I could hear the train, its . . .” Humor – “Winter that year brought a . . .” Dark – “He arrived at his regular time . . .” |
Ruminations – “There were no stars . . .” Gift Wrapped – “She left I think it was . . .” Memory – “I could not avoid it for . . .” Foggy – “The viscid fog shrouded all . . .” To See or Not – “And then there was . . . “ |