In the creases of the rose petals and the hint of sunlight a moment before Sol rises, there is beauty in small things and great things...

Somewhere in the forest there is a precious, expensive mushroom growing. And it takes a giant trained pig to find it. I have met fifth...

I am at the center of an ecosystem. I need to remember that in all that is good, there first must be the detritus (not Petraitis) that...

Like the last mango fallen from a raccoon ravaged tree, I too lie bruised and discolored on the wet grass of disappointment. Unlike that...

In nature there are few true acts of bravery, only those of survival. A pine tree immolating itself in order to ensure that future...

Petraitis was exhausted. He had defeated his own future and he was now an immortal. He could do anything, be anything, live any life he...

Petraitis awakened in the darkness. He could tell that the time for the final ghost to visit was upon him for in his heart he felt a...

Ever the night wore closer to the skin. The darkness hung upon Petraitis like a burlap shroud and he could feel it getting ever tighter...

Petraitis reached out to take the hand that seemed to creep out of the darkness like a serpent. "Are you the ghost that was foretold?" ...

Petraitis was startled awake. He had fallen asleep grading papers. The house was dark and cold and somewhat too big for him, yet too...