RUBY

What the feather! Ruby wondered if she had made a mistake? Had she veered off course? Ruby looked over her green-feathered shoulder. She could see where she had come from—far off in the distance was the glimmer of water sparkling in the sun. She replayed her annual migratory route in her head: buzzing over green … Continue reading RUBY

Rope Swing

On the northern side of a wall, bounded cloth ties wave in unison, inviting dreams of peace and prosperity to land unbroken, on the fruitful soil below, fertilized with centuries worth of hope and blood.