Earthly Branches

  • The Island 7

    Renate and David decide to build a bed for their hut. The begin to slowly transition from island camping to living at home on the island one amenity at a time.

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  • The Island 6

    David and Renate discover a large orchard and a mysterious stone mound in a circle of trees.

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  • The Island 5

    Renate and David finish the roof and sides of their hut and decide to go look for the goats on the island and discover they might not be alone.

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  • The Island 2

    David and Renate explore the island for a place to build a hut. They come across a cold mountain stream flowing into the valley with clean water. The idea to stay begins to form.

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  • In a dimly lit bar, a lonely man reflects on his troubled past while nursing a whiskey. He spots an old acquaintance, whose matured beauty stirs long-buried memories of their shared youth. Approaching her rekindles feelings of possibility, leading to a moment of recognition that opens the night for him.

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  • Love and Other Maladies 4

    My Love is a Rusty Old Backhoe Dirt polished fingers of steel Dig deep in your velvet softness Scream to me how it feels Ice sky tinges your mounds Pulling furrows in straight lines Push deeper in furtive ground I pour my intention in your furrows Build storm walls in your newly plowed mind Weep…

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  • Noble Virtues

    When Anne and I fell into the rhythm of Anne’s dream and my mission, we bonded in a way that transcended all our challenges. We met each day with a joyous heart and gratitude for each other.

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  • She could not hide from my intuitive power as I sensed she was no longer present, even when her body succumbed to orgasm and the fog of closeness and sweet words.

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  • I learned so long ago from an abandoned child whose life trajectory proved that if you believe in yourself, others will too.

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  • My mind played in vignettes with no music or sounds of sweet words, just those haunting large brown eyes above freckled cheeks so soft and smooth. It seemed an assault to me to abrade her skin with my beard and calloused hands.

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