Kevin McGuire

Upon the Banks
12 days ago
Intoxicated by the sun, the path seems cheery. The arms of the trees sway to a melody whispered by a secretive breeze. Deep and earthy, the musk of decaying leaves, unbroken by the soil, clings to the...
In the Quiet Dark
12 days ago
The sun has turned its back, the moon hangs adrift in swirling sky. A rash of words, unspoken, taste the night and fly. The murmurs of a lover, the chuckle of a friend, all of these come easily on a d...