Letting Go I read “Goodnight Moon” with my son and drag it out so I can smell his clean hair for one second longer. He slides off my lap, slowly padding across the room to crawl into his little bed. … Continue reading
Mountain Path I walk through fuzzy new growth pines, staring upwards at snow blinding me from the top peak. The air is cool and thin and smells faintly of the embers that my scarred boots disturb as I forget to … Continue reading
Anticipation Scott woke before his alarm one bright winter morning. Humming to himself, he daydreamed about Anya. Her photo made her look elfin and graceful, but his friends had joked that she was probably fifty and large as an elephant. … Continue reading
I remember hating everything about school, but loving to learn. I remember catching water skippers in the ditch by my house. I kept them in a small bucket until it was time to go home. I remember my great-grandmother’s missing … Continue reading
Legislators constitute, decree, deputize, and authorize and we the people yield, accommodate, behave, and resign.
I meticulously shaped a little Scottie dog to make into a toy; his wheels ended up so flat he could hardly roll.