sonata no.3, largo

the murky air and the wheeling gulls

winter comes to Wrenwood

middle seasons

March road

don't breathe

get in, get out, don't turn back (trio surv.)/arrival of Sandra

music in the distance

Finnish reindeer garden

three a.m. and still no sign

smothered

anticipating nothing

nine days, no sleep

I'm coming for my things

[inspired by/dedicated to the song of the same name by Victoire hear here (hear! hear!) --> "I don't have any money."]

missing persons report

winter birds

"She watched in fascinated horror her mind drift into the darkness, floating away with the small sounds of the sea, the distant crying of the birds." -- John Banville, "Sanctuary" from Long Lankin (1970, rev. 1984)

This man is stealing your money.

tree autumn afternoon sun

twelve or thirteen years ago

sleep encroaching