Author: Harlan Covington
**Of Cats, Men, and Daffodils…** “Fancy that, it’s raining outside!”
Flowers Vera lay on her bed, eyes half-closed. Across the narrow dormitory room, Holly sat cross-legged
For Love The young woman paused as a handsome lad with a large black satchel slung over his shoulder
William wakes at three in the morning, working as a bin collector on the streets of Manchester.
Flowers Vera lay on her bed, eyes half-closed. Across the narrow dormitory room, Holly sat cross-legged
For Love The young woman paused as a handsome lad with a large black satchel slung over his shoulder
William wakes at three in the morning, working as a bin collector on the streets of Manchester.
A Parable: “Three Ways to See” One afternoon, three women stood at a market stall in London
Oliver lay on his back, the weight of Martha’s head nestled perfectly in the hollow of his collarbone.