They are Coming

At dusk, when the day turns orange, then pink, then purple, spanning the color spectrum in the time it takes to walk home from the park, the ghosts come out.  You may see them for only ten or fifteen minutes, in that bright, liminal space before the night turns black and stars wink on like … Continue reading They are Coming


The PTA Meeting

I was a little reluctant to share this one because I like to think of myself as a pacifist.  Please know that I wrote this in the spirit of--oh, what the heck--I wrote it just for fun!  Enjoy! Written with my Thursday Night Group with the prompts:   three drops of blood, a cozy place, bad … Continue reading The PTA Meeting