The 30-foot swimming pool stands to the rear of the property, a solid reminder of what used to be, while in the foreground stands a large yellow tractor, a solemn symbol of what now is. At the far front of the plot of land sits a mailbox, circa 1975, rusted and old, yet still serviceable, … Continue reading The Little Patch of Land
Anger rolled off her in waves, a barely controlled response to his foolish pigheadedness. What a day it had been, and nearly all of the obstacles had been stupidly imposed by him being… him. Shirley turned around to check on the kids, who were surprisingly engrossed in their iPads, playing some sort of jewel gathering … Continue reading Friction
Twice he was ready to give her up, really and truly ready. He knew from the start that he didn’t deserve her and he wanted her to be well. It was bad enough he had screwed up his own life too many times that he had lost count. He knew he didn’t want her to … Continue reading Meant To Be: A Short Story
She waited at the bus stop every day at the same time, hat in hand, face down-turned as if in prayer. She waited for someone who would never show up, not that she ever lost faith. Others would pass by her at this time, she was definitely noticeable, but no one dared to stop and … Continue reading From the Vault: Vigilant (from 2/12/12)
“But I don’t speak Russian,” he told her as he looked at the sign above what appeared to be a tavern. She looked at him in puzzlement because it seemed she only spoke Russian. Shaking her head, she tried a different approach to get him to understand. “Я хочу вам правильный путь. Я хочу вас, … Continue reading In Tongues
What I remember most about my dad were his shoelaces, slapping against the asphalt as he came out to greet me at the bus stop every day. I guess it was about convenience for him at the time, but to a six-year old it just seemed sloppy. I can still clearly recall him standing at … Continue reading My Dad’s Shoelaces: A Short Story
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