Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: you’ll wonder why, shoot for the moon, balsamic vinegarette, ceramic wine glasses, dread, warning, tree trunk across the path, this way please, she buzzed the door open, hearing thunder when you were a child, the white swan stared intently at the black one, the conference of the birds, … Continue reading Complement
When I was a child, I was lucky and I didn't know it. No one close to me died. When I became a teenager, my grandfather died, and I was absolutely shocked, completely blindsided. I don’t know why. Perhaps no one had prepared me. But he was 88 years old, and few people lived to … Continue reading Election Thoughts
I choose San Francisco because I miss ocean air. I’ve been sleep walking in a dusty valley but the air in San Francisco is cold and saline. When you walk through it without a hat or scarf it’s bracing. You feel alive. I choose 1967, imagining the Summer of Love, thinking I might land in … Continue reading When the Time Travel Agent Asks When and Where
