Couch cushion fort

February 10, 2019 ~ Tara R. ~ 4 Comments

I want to return to my uncomplicated childhood when I'd build myself a couch cushion fort, cool and quiet, where I could settle into a nest of blankets and bolsters tucked away in one dim corner. My upholstered stronghold a refuge from puerile troubles, a place to hide from the sinister, faceless monsters lurking behind … Continue reading Couch cushion fort

Raising the roof

August 6, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

It wasn’t my dark, bogeyman-filled nighttime closet, nor the monster netherworld beneath my bed, that filled my preadolescent heart with dread. It was the furtive bleurs living under our roof. Every shadow, every flash of movement just outside of my field of vision, could be one of the child-abducting spirits waiting to snatch me from … Continue reading Raising the roof

Where the wild things are

January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 5 Comments

“This is an exceptionally noisome trash pit,” holding a clean bandana over her nose and mouth, Hannah tiptoed through the junkyard, careful to not touch any of the rusting hunks. “I’m fairly certain this is illegal. You know, another arrest and it’ll be jail time for you.” Laughing at her discomfort, I rummaged through the … Continue reading Where the wild things are

Gazing into the abyss

September 7, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 8 Comments

Taking a steadying breath, I stood. I could feel the sweat soaking through my shirt, and was glad for my dark suit jacket. A trickle ran down my spine, pooling in the hollow of my back. I gripped the edge of the table in an effort to keep my hands from shaking. Nothing calmed my … Continue reading Gazing into the abyss

Keep legs inside car at all times

October 25, 2013January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

All good stories have a hint of the truth. Mommy told you about monsters under your bed to keep you in your room at night, but there really are trolls under the bridge.