The Hound Much later they would say the vision that came was night in all her splendor, dragging down the heavens in a star filled cloak, with one – the order star – slipping away, in time to raise the sky from gargoyle’s pointed snout.   * The gargoyle protects the cathedral in Madrid from […]

Sleeping Spanish Dancer As if adrift, she glides across the blue bodiless spheres. The incomplete golden hue of a new sunrise clothes her in sunlight, drawing her soul light back to morning dew. By Anthony Walstorm