The Working Compromise
The child within would cringe to hear me say My hours are rarely mine, with which to be The grownup who is making her own way, instead of working for a salary…
The child within would cringe to hear me say My hours are rarely mine, with which to be The grownup who is making her own way, instead of working for a salary…
“I think...I can just about...fly.” “Tommy, if you jump off that swing again you’re dad’s going to tear the whole set down.” With a huff, Tommy ceased his leg…
Dicey lay by the pool for the umpteenth afternoon of an endless Summer. The weather, heavy with humidity and oppressively hot, was perfect for a dip. Too much…
Ma always demanded that my brother and I set everything to rights each morning when we were kids. The desk had to be neat and tidy, the floor clear of…
Then there were the children who grew up differently, in a world that was so evil, a witch wasn’t needed to capture its image. There were no pin-pricks here…
My daughter, three, dances for me, to a *secret, graceful melody.* And she hums so sweetly, And moves her feet, To a secret, graceful melody. Oh, what tune can…
I’ve been invited to a wedding. A childhood friend is getting married again. The Hyenas will be there, the evil girls who spent 12 years bullying everyone…
Quotes: 1 “ONE of you broke the TV in the attic,” “It DIDN’T just break itself!” 2 “Look, you kids need to figure it out. Either I punish you all or I punish…
He got it from a box of Cracker Jacks. It was quite unexpected and it felt, to him, unfair. Somewhow, he always imagined, he get some cool toy, or even a…
this is like being a child again - hide and seek my favourite game. am trembling with quiet excitement; would you guys guess who I am? after all, it’s not like…
I met Mickey Mouse for dinner this week at a bar we both used to know so well. He spoke in tongues, but in reality, he didn’t speak at all, just gestured…
Walking aimlessly Screaming randomly Panda hats and icecream boats Singing loud in sour notes Thats just a few things that we would do Well, mostly me,but you…
The thermometer’s red vein pulsated and read 113 as I walked towards the heat. The blue flames consume the propane fumes, as they turn slowly orange. Carefully…
Emmanuel licked the bowl clean. He was finally warm again. Suddenly, he saw drops of water land in the clean bowl. Emmanuel looked up. It wasn’t raining, but…
Words spilling onto a page as effortlessly as the blood that flowed from my thirteen year old wrists. My thoughts and ideas coming alive right in front of your…
I can hear the clatter and clanking of glass jars, tin rings, kettles, slamming ovens and busy women coming from behind the back door. They’re all there…
Roderick took the quiet mumbles as permission to continue his self expression, which he did with gusto. His mother flopped down at the dining room table…
The tune bobbed along. She didn’t have to think, not while the song played it’s merry, morbid, way out. The voice was familiar, she remembered it weaving out…
We sat on tree stumps with our piles of useless Words and made glass houses our sanctuaries. We took pictures of pictures of People taking pictures of things…
When I was six years old, my father got a computer for our home. It was KayPro, monochrome, amber against black. It had some operating system that predated…