Studio C, Author at Studio C

she walks in beauty brittle beauty that nature made all that’s best of dark and...

Pride comes before the fall. Her eyelids fluttered, and consciousness came upon her, the room...

time after time moment by moment in the stillness I feel the tightly wound clock...

Dust Bowl Photographer Unknown we battened down the doors I hid my children under layers...

the loaded gun I dare not pull the trigger to this is not a poem...

“…bye bye miss American pie I drove my chevy to the levy but the...

make a list and cross things off the sense of doing accomplishing outweighs just being...

Heart of the Beast Puppet Theatre/ Minneapolis May Day Parade. time & time again my...

No one knows when he rode into town. We just know he appeared, and was...

my heart is beating steady it’s been months no years since its rhythm made any...