The Limping Lizard

The lizard limps down the middle of the dirt road. I stop the car, climb out, herd him to the side. He only perseveres back to the center, with a three-legged limp, right front leg held high.   Heart screams, no, poor baby!   He should be lifted on all fours...

The True Lover

You walk along the road, sun warm on your cheeks love sparkling in your eyes, as you know where you’re going.   From a side street that handsome one with chocolate brown eyes and lips made for kissing gestures you over, envelops you in a hug.   This is the...