I am a pack rat. I know how to get rid of things but there is also a part of me who likes holding onto things. I like little boxes in which I can put random stuff. I sometimes buy food, coffee, or shoes because of the boxes […]
The moon was her strength and it was driving her forward. The city streets were quite as they should be. There was a mandatory curfew in place. Even most of the window blinds were drawn. No one really wanted to be touched by the light of the […]
The past year or so I have taken to writing some flash fiction pieces. I love looking at a photograph and coming up with a backstory and a future space in which it lives and breathes. I like it also because it allows me to cut back […]
Growing up she had been warned to never look at a mirror at night. Much harm could come her way if she did. She had been warned day in and day out and she took it seriously. Then one day she threw a fleeting glance at the mirror […]
As they neared the entrance to the tunnel she had this eerie sense of dejavu. She could taste the air and hear the wind. Meanwhile, her bones were acutely aware they had been here before. It was like this dream in which she had lived it all before. […]
To and fro Hop and a skip Hope and a skippy sandwich Toast and foam Just a silly notion Just a sad devotion Running and pruning Dexterity and curiosity Play with swords Cry with words
She was tired and hungry. Starving. She hadn’t eaten since the night before. She needed to keep reminding herself to take care of herself. She just got so involved in her tasks that she often forgot to eat. She just wanted to do a good job at work. […]
The news has been all over the place the last few weeks. Well, last few years. So many odd things that have been occurring each day. So much so that we miss some truly wacky news stories. I used to read many of those each week and wax […]
I tried repeatedly to get rid of my tired, old file cabinet. I have had it and held onto it from move to move. Have had it for over ten years. But I tire of its broken down, scratched-up look. I tire of holding onto papers that should […]
A raven flew over me And then it followed me into the garage I stared it in the eye And asked him if he remembered He shook his head But yet he remained He was not to be trifled with Nor ignored I shrugged, however I had other […]
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