My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Tiffaneigh wanted to write her memoirs, but worried her life didn’t include enough wonderment to make for compelling reading. If she was only a secret agent, spying on nefarious hooligans, creating dossiers detailing their shenanigans and devilry for black suits at the Fed. There was the infamous, 1992 softball scandal. Cici Parson missed second on her … Continue reading Second base
Cursed forest, danger! Its bark is worse than its bite Unless its bark bites
Huge tangles of black and orange hung in the trees, quivering with anticipation. Each butterfly’s beat of rice-paper thin mosaic wings, stirred the air, wafting perfume from it flowery perch. Mesmerized, Jorja sat beneath a kaleidoscope of butterflies, watching as a single monarch flitted from the rabble to settle on another swarm. Her mother, Laurie, … Continue reading Grampa butterfly
Transcending mountains New worlds on the other side No passport needed
I can see Her ribs She is so thin, neglected She needs your mercy
The portal would only be open for a short time. Preparations for the transfer began months ago. Beyond the threshold, a white light shone, so bright anything on the far side of the divide was obscured by the brilliance. The only sound escaping was a hum like the drone of an antiquated fluorescent light. A … Continue reading The solution
Thin spiral notebook 