Clumsily she struts around in my shoes, a pair of black high heels that I rarely ware, dug out of the back of my closet. Her smile is wide as she announces that the fashion show has begun. Dragging her feet through the carpet to the mirror, she admires her look, then falls, laughing as … Continue reading Shoes
Category: Reflections
Of Games and Cinderblock
White washed cinderblock walls climb three stories up. Hanging above us a green glow hovers from the fluorescent light, static and artificial. Nothing good ever came from a tube suspended in mid air. A shiny gym floor squeaks with the sound of rubber soles running back and forth across the boards. It's all so drab. … Continue reading Of Games and Cinderblock
All is Fair in [human] Love and War
It happened in a school. A school not unlike the one just a few miles up the street from me; a place where children are suppose to be safe and learn something that will benefit our world. But the wide-eyed, bright futures are sitting ducks, and their young lives are gone at the sound of … Continue reading All is Fair in [human] Love and War
The Greatest Love Story of All
It is the greatest love story of them all, the story of your dad and me. It's got all the things that make love stories so magnificent. A beauty who needs to be rescued. A brave and mighty hero, who gives everything up to save her. There is even a dragon of sorts, slayed of … Continue reading The Greatest Love Story of All
Of Fevers and Rocking Chairs
I sit again. This rocking chair. It is not the first time I have spent all night in it. It probably won't be the last. A little lump dozes restlessly against my arms. He is burning up, cheeks ablaze as he lays there trying to get comfortable. Holding him here my own arms ache. My … Continue reading Of Fevers and Rocking Chairs
Two Precious Stones 