My journal of big words and pretty pictures
His crime broke laws thousands of years old. Thrown into a cell of metal and stone, he was left to contemplate his sins. The only sounds, the wailing of his fellow prisoners and the soft tumble of prayers falling from his own lips. In other cells, other captives scratched marks on their walls with rusty, … Continue reading Martyr
Nondescript people, Living in anonymous houses, Easily ignored or forgotten. No names, only numbers, Dehumanizing discontent, Demoralizing dreams, Dismissing disquiet. Playing God with others’ lives, A tournament with flesh and blood pawns. Rules constantly changing At the Game Master’s whim. Egos push the margins of mercy, All for bragging rights, For a chit in their … Continue reading Rack and ruin
Alone at the Carousel, I tried to figure out if the bar was revolving again or if I had one too many absinthes. A reservoir glass of Oz green liquid sat in front of me. A silver filigree spoon, balanced across the rim, held a glimmering sugar cube. A carafe of ice water was within … Continue reading Green fairy
The back of her lounge chair was adjusted at a haphazard angle. Its plaid, plastic webbing leaving pink stripes behind her thighs where she absentmindedly pulled her floral sundress above bare hips. She sipped daintily from an iced glass of tea, generously blended with Absolut citron, a refreshing aperitif on a hot afternoon. The Xanax … Continue reading High above it
I instinctively ducked away from the hand reaching toward me from the center of the jungle gym, and gracelessly face-planted on a t-joint of hard metal. Sitting in the dirt, I ran my tongue over my fractured front tooth, tasting the iron tang of blood where my incisors cut through my lip. I spit out … Continue reading Monkey in the middle
“Did you remember the candles?” I piped on the icing roses and added “Happy Birthday” with a fancy flourish. Holding up a small box, he shook out four pink polka-dot tapers. “Of course, here ya go. You've really outdone yourself this year.” “Turn out the lights so we can see the flames better.” I picked … Continue reading Losing sleep
Thin spiral notebook 