Pockets of Resistance
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: four seasons, scarcity, paradoxical, starts working instantly, 3,000 miles, money, it’s a breeze, pockets of resistance, until I begin to write, [...]
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: four seasons, scarcity, paradoxical, starts working instantly, 3,000 miles, money, it’s a breeze, pockets of resistance, until I begin to write, [...]
Because April is National Poetry Month, I've decided to share with you some ekphrastic poems I've written this past year. Ekphrastic poems are written about works of art, most often [...]
When Jenna arrived at the border, she was surprised to find a guard at the gate. His jaw was square and his lips were pinched into a straight line, as [...]
Striding through the airport this morning, Destiny notes the typical presence of newspapers—Wall Street Journal, New York Times, USA Today—held aloft by focused readers in pin-stripes and gray flannel, wing-tips [...]
I am a dust mote, a speck, a barely perceptible particle, created, not from nothing, but from destruction— the breakdown of something large into something tiny— tattered leaves crushed blossoms [...]
The Secret to Rubber-Soled Shoes The secret to rubber-soled shoes is that they are often imbued with the ghosts of deceased dogs, dogs who were loyal and eager to serve, [...]
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 [...]
Because it was my birthday this week, I decided to re-publish one of my very own favorites. Meow. . . After midnight the day-old loaves of bread in the bakery [...]
As a Valentine treat, I’m reviving a little romantic tale of an amorous, adventurous couple. Charlie was a regular guy living a regular life. Then he met Mabel and he slipped [...]
Written with the prompts: just a dream away, as inanimate as a lamp, overlapping, you know the one, hurry/curry/flurry, urgent information, save time, new friends, three years ago, don’t you [...]