Being on the island for so long, he learned the quickest way to climb the palms. Digging calloused toes into the overlapping spines on the trunks, he shimmied up the boles like going up a ladder. From the crown, he could see over the ocean to the near horizon where a ship’s head sail was … Continue reading Every man’s an island
Category: Light and Shade
Ghosts of my childhood
I see a hint of her from the corner of my eye as I walk down a busy street. There she is watching me through store windows that distort my already misshapen body like funhouse mirrors. When I try to catch her spying on me, she vanishes. Sitting in the neighborhood cafe, sipping coffee with … Continue reading Ghosts of my childhood
Reboot
Reverently removing his boots, he arranged them neatly beside his bike. The mid-day asphalt was scorching through his socks. As he neared the edge of the precipice, the sea spray blew cold. Sitting on the lip of the cliff, he looked out over the water, squinting in the bright sun. His saddle bag was on the … Continue reading Reboot
Their appointed rounds
Nigel took his place in the queue, marveling at how busy the airport was lately. The tarmac was five or six deep waiting for flight clearance. Looking around at the other carriers, he saw Archie and taxied up beside him. “Hey, Archie,” Nigel said. “Where are all the birds flying in from?” “Nigel!” Archie dipped … Continue reading Their appointed rounds
Unsolicited advice
I’ll have you know that I have an associate degree in Early Childhood Development, and have babysat for my many nieces and nephews since I was 14. I have two cats and a goldfish at home, and they all behave superbly. That sort of acting out is from not having any boundaries at home, or … Continue reading Unsolicited advice
Purple hair and tangerine sunsets
The two siblings sat at the low kids’ table. Scrap paper was scattered across the surface, along with little piles of crayons spilt from several tattered boxes. None of the colors were whole. Paper was torn off to expose broken tips. Older than his sister by two years, the six-year-old boy was meticulously drawing a … Continue reading Purple hair and tangerine sunsets





