Animal Magnetism

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  whatever you do, won’t piss off the crow; you can’t walk your alligator on the streets of Chicago; you keep that up and you’ll never have to worry again; looking for drive-by love; everything you need; here at last.  And yes, I did name the protagonist after Julie … Continue reading Animal Magnetism

Becoming a Crone

Pearl became a crone gradually.  It started when she shed her pastel, party-mint-colored clothes, the pinks, the baby blues and pale yellows.  Suddenly she found herself attracted to burgundy, teal, and aubergine.  She stopped dyeing her hair yellow blond, gave up the tinted contacts, the high heeled pumps.  She traipsed around in dark green Birkenstocks … Continue reading Becoming a Crone

Knowing she was sad, eleven crows

Knowing she was sad, eleven crows arrived with gifts:  delicate feathers chips of quartz and granite, short lengths of red and yellow yarn, crumpled bits of paper all colorful, some shiny with beef tallow others sticky and vanilla-scented.   How did they know? she wondered as they littered her winter green lawn with their offerings, creating a mosaic as vibrant as a Van Gogh night … Continue reading Knowing she was sad, eleven crows

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