Gino LucianoAfter DayThe wiper blades swiped away the remaining droplets on the windshield. They squealed as portions of rubber were left grabbing at dry glass…Jul 1, 20231Jul 1, 20231
Gino LucianoBetween Pretense and ClarityBoots slid across the cobblestone, the gullies between the stones shuddering with each step, rippling water through the channels. The man…Apr 1, 20231Apr 1, 20231
Gino LucianoWater in PlaceMiniature salty water droplets fly about, swirling through the air, leaving their body behind. Long slender blades of Marram grass have dug…Feb 5, 20231Feb 5, 20231
Gino LucianoThe LibraryI hardly remember the events that brought me here. A place so ornate almost demands an explanation as to its occupant’s intentions. There…Jul 10, 20222Jul 10, 20222
Gino LucianoThe WellJesus said to her, “Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will…Dec 13, 2021Dec 13, 2021
Gino LucianoThe Boy on The CliffThe afternoon was chilly. It was a proper autumn day. A lost breeze bandied about the grass around the boy’s worn leather boots. The trees…Oct 21, 2021Oct 21, 2021
Gino LucianoA Path for SomeThe subject waited patiently in the hallway. He was waiting his turn just like everyone else. Finally he was close enough to see people…Jul 4, 2021Jul 4, 2021
Gino LucianoIs it Still Behind?Why does it seem like I am trying to run from something? No matter how far I go, or how much I distract myself, there is something that…Jun 27, 2021Jun 27, 2021
Gino LucianoSilenceSometimes I talk too much. Generally, we all value a person who can keep a conversation running. It is a skill to be sure. Not everyone…Mar 26, 2021Mar 26, 2021
