When Winter Comes

When winter comes And replaces autumn’s fog ​With a lingering chill, Blinding the path home And encroaching on our hearts With leaden weight, Where is warmth in the   Desolate waste? What flame will unveil the Pavement at my feet?   When winter comes And …

For Him

For Him I would turn From wrong If in weakness My feet would Not fail.   For Him I would praise In song If with lead My lungs would Not fill.   For Him I would stand And obey His command If my legs would …

Chin Up by Kim Wilkes

Chin Up

Chin Up, 2018 Acrylic on canvas 7×5 inches A reflective self-portrait in mixed media, Chin Up serves as the debut piece in Wilkes’ current series: Window Dressings. The combination of acrylic on canvas with embroidery floss and stone beads creates a eye-catching texture and unique …

Papers at the Cafe

A more or less fictional account from the life of a writer.   How much more stereotypical could I be? Half a chocolate croissant sits in its flakes on a plate next to my orange juice. I clack the end of my pen on the …