The bonfire had burnt out. Initially, green palm fronds produced adequate smoke, but did little to keep the blaze burning. All dry driftwood they found was exhausted early, along with the hopes of the marooned travelers. Frank was the first one voted off the island. After his umpteenth rendition of the Gilligan’s Island theme song, … Continue reading Out of the frying pan
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Tempus Fugit
Baby steps, toddling Time flees irretrievable Blinking, and they’re gone
Conservatory conspiracy
The brilliant wash of sunlight was deceptive. Hidden amidst the plush greenery and warm morning glow was the entrance to a subterranean bunker. The padlocked gate, and the rusted and vine-covered, chain-linked fence surrounding the lot, were proof the property was long abandoned. From the front of the lot, where the fence ran parallel to … Continue reading Conservatory conspiracy
Boy soldier
“Are you going to leave that there?” “No, I'll take it down, just like all the rest of the flags left here.” “They’ll just put it back again.” “I know, but the cemetery is only decorated a couple of times a year, I can keep up with that.” I found the gravesite while researching a … Continue reading Boy soldier
No wake
They serve as a reminder that life is not easy It is not safe to dip your toe in the water Don’t venture out too deep There are leviathan and krakens Lying in wait, ready to carry you into the fathomless abyss Whales to swallow you whole Sharks to eat you alive It is not … Continue reading No wake
Picture perfect
There were days when Dr. George Gleason wondered who was really running the asylum - the doctors or the inmates. Then there were days like this, when he knew it was the patients' families who were in charge. The man sitting across the desk from him looked like the typical corporate executive. He wore a … Continue reading Picture perfect
Thin spiral notebook 