WEDNESDAY: Black Water

It was the night. And I stood on the balcony of my simple condo. Out there, a vast beach and shore sat beneath the full moon. And in its illumination, I could see the rippling water. It seemed as if it was oil, for it was black. Glistening metallically. But it was just the ocean […]

TUESDAY: Spilling Windowsills

Randy looked through the windowsills. Before him was a great expanse. Of water. Water that seemed to spill all the way to his window. And, surprisingly, the water was pink. But he shouldn’t be surprised. Because the sun was coming up. And the sky was pink. A beautiful scene before him. Through the windowsills. Of […]