Learning Experiences
juggling teacups —cracks in the rakugetting wider Memory of my moments between 1st and 6th grade is a mare’s nest. Two schools in Wisconsin, one in Maine, and two in…
With Liberty and Justice For All
You are not perfect, surprise, surprise. But, when I was a child, you were boundless, mostly because my imagination knew no bounds. Boundaries come with age. You were field after…
Pulpit
Darkness. The brush of rough canvas against my cheeks. Hemp tightening around my neck. Do I have any last words? Ladies and Gentlemen, leering close. Thank you for your attendance…
Atmospheric Conditioning
She was the wizard’s candle, bright as a brand new dawn. Floating through the doorway, a breath of summer breeze—hers was the realm of magic woven into the tapestry of…
A Piece of Heart
Dedicated by way of a thank-you to Elaine and Neal Whitman.I love jelly and jam—grape, strawberry, raspberry, blackberry, blueberry, gooseberry, cherry, apple, orange, peach, mango, and mint. Most of the…
Timestamp
As autumn slowly fades into winter's relentless grasp, I find myself wandering back through the pages of my mind, watching piles of leaves I raked this morning skitter across the…
Flicker
We danced through spring, held hands all summer, embarked on strolls through groves of falling leaves.Beside the fire, this winter's eve, crackles in our ears simmer with the echoes of…
Overexposed
that old songstuck in a groove . . .flashbacks You occupy half the space; your smile dominates the composition. I look happy—must have been—I was holding hands with you. Here…
The Softest Sigh
I treasure each moment we spent together, every flower that made you smile. memories of you . . .water drippingthrough my fingers
Darkened Rooms
I’m wandering the upstairs hallway of this old hotel, wondering what stories lie buried in its now abandoned rooms. It was once a thriving establishment, catering to travelers on paddlewheel…
