"You have less than two dollars and no access to more money. Begging is illegal and the police are vigilant. How do you get food?" Professor Oliver walked around the lecture hall passing out one dollar bills. Frantic hands went up, questions thrown out in rapid-fire succession. Oliver held up an unconcerned hand, waiting for … Continue reading Stone soup
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Demon within
Twisted tightly within my breast lies in wait A feral demon, foul and terrifying. Coiled, set to strike at its vulnerable bait. The fiend’s fabricated facade belying Its true predatory nature, starved for prey. Small and grim, destroyer of hope undying. Each of us toils to hold such a beast at bay, Struggling to control … Continue reading Demon within
TriMeme
For the past few weeks, I've been participating in a new writing community Trifecta. The powers-that-be there have asked that we tell each other a little about ourselves. I can't pass up a good meme... What is your name (real or otherwise): Tara Roberts, sometimes just Tara R. Once upon a time it was Opalstorm ~ … Continue reading TriMeme
Baby it’s cold outside
In the mornings, I pad around the house in thick wool socks. Shoes make my aching feet hurt all the more, the cold playing havoc with my arthritic joints. Flannel pants keep my legs warm long enough to make it to the living room couch where fleece blankets wait for me to wrap around my freezing … Continue reading Baby it’s cold outside
The ruling class
She swept into the courtyard followed by her entourage of nodding sycophants. Casing her malevolent gaze over her subjects, she carefully selected her next victim. Who did she endeavor to destroy this week? Each of her ladies in waiting were specifically chosen for their beauty and prestige, as well as their inability to resist their … Continue reading The ruling class
We hardly recognized her
During the first few months, we took turns sitting vigil. She was never left alone. If one of us weren’t with her, talking to her, reading from a beloved book, or playing a favorite song, doctors and interns were there poking and prodding. There were hushed discussion regarding brain activity and vital body functions. Whispering … Continue reading We hardly recognized her
Thin spiral notebook 