Written by Collette Cottingham; Boot Hill “Ring around the Rosie, pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down.” “What are you falling down into Grace?” [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham Wnztar found a blue rose hanging in the mist of the frozen forest. This was a sign. A life amongst the frost and frozen ground. Wnztar loved the cold. It [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham “There is a tree in the garden of my home. The leaves reflect the color of my mood. This tree offers a knowledge of reflection to my family. A gift [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham The storm’s rolled across the west. In a place of endless storms. They were meeting again for the third time. She believed each meeting would be different, [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham The water is deep this time of year. The snow run off has filled her shores. One toe in will have you gasping for breath. At mid leg you are numb and can’t [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham Justice is something you will never find in life. Stop looking for it. You will destroy yourself hunting for all wrongs to be righted and for those to get [...]
