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That Woman!
She moves through rooms like light across the floor, Observant of the shadows and the space, She knows the threshold of the closing door, Yet wears her empathy with quiet grace.
Untitled (a Poem)
The clock has ticked eight cycles of the seasons, yet the calendar is a ghost, stuck on that one page.
Editing and Publishing Services
At Parallel Parables Press, we offer end-to-end publishing services for the discerning writer. This year, we’ve independently published two anthologies, with a third coming out October.
Almena - The Widow
Perfect rows of plush seats pointed toward the tiled stage. Bishops from all over the province lined the far wall, seated on ornate chairs that belonged in castles.