[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

It's been eight years since my deployment to Iraq and I've been revisiting some of the "letters home" I sent at that tim...

My love for art began as a kid in a small Midwestern town.  It was the 1970's when there was no such thing as an internet opening a w...

*** The sky was immense, a massive canvas unfurled across my windshield on my morning commute. It was nearly impossible to concentra...

*** You are not an individual, rugged or otherwise. You are a person connected to people, living or dead, it does not matter. Love...

*** The shelves of his mind had been emptied of memories and no amount of rummaging could change that. All that was left was the act...

When I'm lost I don't always know that I'm lost but sometimes I do like a butterfly hovering overhead self-seeing ...

*** Life is beautiful always and ever, though poorly perceived through the dirty lens that overlies the eye of my soul. A pure he...

They rolled her into the emergency room looking like Sleeping Beauty-on-a-stretcher, her long blond hair framing a pale face, unmoving, unre...

She is three years old, a warm ball of roundness sleeping on our morning bed in an expectant state of un- wakeful perceptiveness. ...

*** Where does one walk after midnight on the bad side of town? A chain-link fence to the left, street curb to the right, being f...

We (and by "we" I mean "Anya") lost our remote control a few months ago and we have only had access to one channel u...

I had been a member of the local Lion's Club chapter for just over a year when I knew it was time to make a play for being the lio...

I'm not sure why it bugs me so much, but I really dislike when a classic of Science Fiction or Fantasy is made into a movie and then ...

It's an epic tale that I'm telling, full of epic adventures with epic peoples. Peoples who are like us, but unlike us in epi...

When we were holy I was just a kid. The preacher pranced on the camp meeting stage in a building so large it resembled Noah's...

*** The wind brings children's voices caught in the filter of leaves and dropped into my lap under this tree, like bruised and o...

It was supposed to be a day trip into Vienna from Bratislava by train, but it didn't quite work out that way. I'd taken a bus ...

"Blessed is the Kingdom..." and the ship that is the ark of salvation slips its lines and embarks on a timeless journey th...

Floating on the surface, surrounded by the detritus of unbridled passions and quiet indifference, burned by sun and buffeted by wa...