My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Her skin felt oppressive; she wanted to strip it off and run around the room naked - nothing but muscle and bone - probably screaming too. There would definitely be screaming, and proverbial gnashing of teeth and beating of the breast. Of course, that would get messy without skin to contain the gore, then she’d … Continue reading Social call
Previously: "Paisley, rosemary, and time." The view from the top of the wheel was dizzying. Boris would go to the pier to ride the Ferris Wheel when he needed time to think. When he first arrived in the city, he made friends with Robbie, the ride operator. Boris would slip the carny a $50 and … Continue reading A view from the top
There was an old man quite addled His antics notoriously fabled He'd ride his bike sans britches Through forest brambles and switches 'Cause he liked his bare bottom paddled
“There’s was an actual bear sighted around here.” Jacque and her mother Jolene were folding clothes while watching a mid-day news report about dumpsters at local businesses being vandalized, and the extensive damage being blamed on displaced black bears. To date, however; that theory had not been proven. “Where’d ya hear that?” Jolene held the … Continue reading Sign of the times
“Absent applesauce, you could use mashed bananas or even pureed prunes.” That was the epitome of my life… pureed prunes. It’s not that I wanted the best of anything, I just wanted the normal, everyday things. This time, it was applesauce, yesterday it was a broken heel on a pair of Target sale shoes, tomorrow … Continue reading For want of applesauce
It is just a penny - a common, copper one-cent piece that anyone may find on the ground on any day. Except it isn’t common. Half buried in the coarse, variegated sand, face up to show Lincoln’s stoic profile and the mint date, that coin shouldn’t be there. Urban legend holds our dearly departed can … Continue reading Heads I win
Thin spiral notebook 