Please enjoy this August summer rerun! Written with my Thursday evening group with the prompts: communal melt down, the mist, her head rode the beat like a boat in the waves, the wind-up bird, alpacas, evolution, discovered and rediscovered, what happens, bonding, rolling, patterning, coloring, combinations, suppliers Sometimes, Marissa knew, you just had to step back … Continue reading Communal Meltdown
Time for a summer rerun! Enjoy! In a land where the river was filling with salt, and the water was creeping into the garden patch, the iguanas climbed high and the sloths slunk low, and the natives called the avocados “alligator pears.” The big green fruit was infamous for its pebbly skin. Some claimed … Continue reading Alligator Pears
Years ago he faithfully wore a tiny Star Spangled Banner—an American flag pin—on the lapel of his suit jacket. It gave him a certain caché, marked him as being a member of a particular club of political elites. I didn’t like it, but I didn’t object. It made him feel like he fit in. When … Continue reading Pack Animal
I wasn't sure where this was going, then I decided to take it over the top (literally) because why not??!! Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts: break my heart buttercup, only in my dreams, beware you are bound for heartache, wine keeps blowing the seas, tell me straight, don’t mince your … Continue reading In My Dreams
Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts: rock the test, I prefer trees, fewer and fewer options for a detour, sad frowny face, rose-colored mess, hunting skills, red clam sauce on his shirt, red October maple tree, small against the sink, last time she saw him, Ecuadorian roses, new dominant animal, audacity … Continue reading Options
A Gift Preacher Williams waited till dusk before he set off in his old Toyota because he didn’t want to be seen. He even drove the last mile without headlights fearing unreasonably that he might be followed. When the road ended, he parked and sat, rolling down the car window, begging for a breeze to … Continue reading A Gift
Trudy dreamed that she found three red hens nested beneath the camellia bush that grew outside her kitchen window. They were serene little birds, chuckling quietly together in the gray light of dawn, but Trudy immediately worried about them. Where had they come from? How could she care for them? Would they be safe back … Continue reading Harbinger
On April Fool’s Day, Tom thought it would be funny to replace the sugar in the sugar bowl with salt, and yeah, it was pretty funny to see the sour look on his Mom’s face when she took her first sip of coffee that morning. But just to spite him, I guess, she didn’t say … Continue reading No Sugar Added
I thank my Thursday night writing group for creating such a safe space so I might write this. There are a few prompts in here, most notably "heal darkness" which became "Heel, Darkness!" Traffic is heavy but moving swiftly in all six lanes when a siren rings out from behind. Suddenly the orderly commercial street … Continue reading Spring 2025
The prompt for this piece was to anthropomorphize a smell, a taste, or an inanimate object. This is what “popped” into my head! Have you noticed the smell of salt and fat casts a spell over theaters? It hits you as soon as you walk through the arched doorway, filling your sinuses, then your mouth … Continue reading Popcorn
