Before Paper

Before paper, everyone spoke in rhyme or else you’d forget what was on your grocery list.  You’d go out to buy a hat and be forced to buy food for a cat, even though you only had a pet mouse to keep you company in your house. Before paper, babies were given very short names … Continue reading Before Paper

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Angel Food

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  Angels don’t have to eat but Gabriel likes it, he missed tasting food, it looked impossible, my first reaction, or “It looks impossible,” Gabriel admitted, “but remember,” he added, pausing for effect, “impossible is my bread and butter.” Rafael winced at his colleague.  It always came … Continue reading Angel Food

White Paper and Water

School children rushed up the city street.  The shu-shush of their corduroy pants woke the white paper birch trees from their dreams. The children had come from an ocean as green and foamy as champagne.  Their skin was translucent like the skin of a yellow plum blushing blue, and their eyes were brown but lit … Continue reading White Paper and Water

The Wind

Written with my Thursday night group.  The prompt was “the wind has to stop!”  But I interpreted it a bit differently. The wind has two stops. It curls down Alhambra Boulevard and stops near the corner of 29thand R Streets.  It greets the people waiting at the light rail station with the scent of the river, … Continue reading The Wind

Breathing Just a Little

“Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?”  Mary Oliver I like to imagine that the breath goes everywhere in my body, not just into my lungs, and—hey, it’s just occurred to me—it does!!  I know this because I used to teach a very pared down simplified science lesson on the … Continue reading Breathing Just a Little

If I had to do it over again. . .

Hey, I just found this in my journal.  I remember writing it, but I don't remember when.  Guess it's time to set it free.  It's a bit of Matrix thinking! If I had it to do all over again, maybe I’d take the blue pill; I’d choose the illusion. I’ll get a job in a … Continue reading If I had to do it over again. . .

Say His Name

My home town Sacramento has been in the news more often than usual lately.  We received a lot of positive press when Greta Gerwig started filming her movies right here in our front yards.  The Oscar-nominated Ladybird, and her earlier work Frances Ha, both included scenes filmed right down the street from where I live!  … Continue reading Say His Name