My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Edgar was an odd character. He wasn’t a Little Person, being well over four-foot tall, but his hunched posture made him appear smaller. On the hottest of days, he would wear a long, overcoat that nearly reached the ground, tangling around his ankles. A wide-brimmed fedora and dark glasses shaded his face, and black cotton … Continue reading Odd character
Our lives are inextricably entwined. Some days I don’t know where he ends and I begin. I feel like a shade, just a silhouette without any substance. Flickering between real and imagined until he puts a name to me, and gives me a voice. There is nothing I do or say that I don’t first … Continue reading Tying the knot
It was paradise. Gentle, summer rains fell lightly on lush green fields. It was a land of plenty, we wanted for nothing. Our neighbors were like family, sharing good fortune and abundance. At first there were only minor disagreements, superficial injuries and illnesses. Even then, the community gathered in peaceful cooperation to achieve our mutual … Continue reading Desolation
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
I must have dozed off, because when the shadow fell across my face it startled me. I still don’t know how I got up so fast from the chaise without losing my top. A vaguely familiar, and incredibly good-looking man, dressed in delivery blue, was courteous enough to turn away while I struggled to tie … Continue reading A laughing matter
Whistling in the dark Kept the nightmares at bay. Too scared to venture off the path, Worried what the future held As it all began to fall apart. Wild things lurked in the shadows, Lying in wait, eager for a kill. My vulnerability Made me easy prey To their manipulations. A secret weapon, concealed in … Continue reading Down a crooked path
Thin spiral notebook 