The thrill of survival
I remember the darkness, the glitter of frost and carnivore eyes from depth of the woods. I remember how much the old apple tree’s branches resembled skeletal hands trying to […]
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Thanksgiving nausea
He could hear his mother downstairs, just like always. Thanksgiving, pie and family, it made him nauseous. Horace knew the time had come; even dressed in bulky jackets change was […]
Cause and effect
Searchlights, sirens, screams — night had changed from glitz and neon to smoke and death. Was it ISIS or Al-Qaeda? Right or left? Many claimed they did it. Other wanted […]
Being busy caring
Holidays. The street is filled by shoppers. They have to show they care. They have gifts to buy for nieces and for cousins. There are gifts to wrap, to ship […]
Not another apidestra
Alone — a jardiniere without its aspidistra. Abigail sighed. Herbert had not been the best catch in the pond, but he had left her. She should have ended it instead. […]
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