Kevin McGuire

Upon the Banks
2 months 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
2 months 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...