It was a rainy afternoon and a woman strolled into the Best-Buy. She wore a red rain-slicked poncho with black spots. It was another slow Thursday and she was the most exciting thing to come through the doors today; some of the staff joked she looked like a ladybug in her poncho. The little ladybug… Continue Reading →
A typical Saturday with the typical line-up at the local dry cleaners. He hadn’t planned to come today but with his schedule he had no choice. Waiting in queue he closed his eyes and was taken back to another place, another time, it was years before when his world had been focused on life and… Continue Reading →
‘I love that you’re concerned for me, Daddy, but I’m a big girl now,and all grown up, so you can stop fussing.’ She is standing resolute and determined, although still protecting herknee. It’s times such as these that all the father in me sees is thechild of old. From a time before the pain. She’s… Continue Reading →
“JERRY!” Marsha screamed out of the front kitchen window. She thought it would be best for dramatics given the sharp angling of the shutters. She realized smugly that her choice was correct, thank you very much, when her husband of forty years turned from his tractor seat to flip her the bird. “Marsha, for crying… Continue Reading →
“Good night.” She whispered to me, her sweet voice cradling me into a deep slumber. “Good night,” I whispered back, letting sleep take me away. The creak of the bed as she left my side and another, louder one as she climbed into her own bed at the other side of the room. Then her… Continue Reading →
There is no end to my love for Jemjasee. I pace the ragged cliffs, searching the sea for her ship. My longing will not cease until I am entwined in her marble wash of lavender and green arms. It’s dawn. The sunlight’s red varnish stretches across the Santa Lucia Mountains. The mist from the sea… Continue Reading →
The nightmare house is derelict and silent now. Its sugar-pane windows stare blindly through cataracts of cobwebs, damp patches blossoming like liver spots across its crumbling gables. No one home. But my hand still trembles as I push open the door, which wobbles like a rotten tooth in its warped candy-cane frame. The last time… Continue Reading →
It’s nine o’clock in the morning and I have been driving up the motorway for a long time. The winter sun creates a strobe light effect through the bare trees as I pass by, amalgamating with scenes playing in my mind as I stare blankly at the endless tarmac in front of me. Memories of… Continue Reading →
Once, we gathered in theaters, sharing sweat-stained spaces and popcorn. And there were many of us who comprised the we, a sum total of Is. Mothers and fathers, brothers, sisters. Self-proclaimed adorkables like yours truly who laughed at dark news stories about train crashes and could recite every member of the Romanov family from memory…. Continue Reading →
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