My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The shrill bleating of the smoke detector woke me from a deliciously salacious dream. Of course, as my syrup-thick brain swam up through a deep sleep, I didn’t immediately realize the sound was a fire alarm, and not the enthusiastic cries of my REM lover. My husband didn't believed that my nocturnal ecstasy was purely … Continue reading Dream lover
She watched him meticulously peel the label off his beer bottle, using the distraction to avoid eye contact. “I met this girl so fine…” Shoving the lime wedge down the neck of her dark import, she rolled her eyes at his flirting, and the irony of the Lyle Lovett lyric. The label free, he laid … Continue reading Her last mistake
Steel-toed Timberlands made a distinct sound on the concrete floor - an ominous click amplified by the three-story open ceilings. At random intervals, the guard raked his club across cell bars, adding to the cacophony of jailhouse night noises. After months of confinement, I became accustom to the endless discord. It was my heartbeat, my … Continue reading Five more sleeps
I’ve weathered maelstroms and hurricanes, earthquakes and dust devils. I’ve been adrift in a violent sea, spinning unanchored in a relentless vortex. The unfathomable waters infested with sea creatures born of nightmares and fear. I’ve been without a guiding light, without a life jacket. I’ve been lost and far from shelter. But I survived… I … Continue reading Bend to the wind
The teenagers took a break from their digging. Using the old shovels they took from their grandpa’s tool shed as levers, they climbed out of the waist-deep hole. They tossed the shovels across mounds of loose dirt, then found shade under a spreading oak. Sprawling out on the soft grass, Joss pulled his dusty T-shirt … Continue reading Gone fishin’
Standing at the entrance to the forest, hands clasped, fingers intertwined, they both look straight ahead trying to see through the canopy to the other side. He feels her heat radiating against his arm, and she wills her heart to beat in rhythm with his. Across the threshold lies their freedom, all they need do … Continue reading Into the woods
Thin spiral notebook 