By The Willow Tree
She closed her eyes and felt the breeze brush her cheeks. Save for the chirping of nattering birds and the burbling of the water over rocks it was silent. When she opened her eyes again, the effect was a burst…
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Quiet
What I remember most was the quiet. You could hear the breeze. You could hear a fly buzzing. You could hear a cow mooing in the distance. I don’t think I ever heard a cow mooing in the distance before.…
The Could Have Beens
Today’s a day to think of the could have beens. When a soldier dies or is maimed, whether in mind or body, they leave behind a tangled web of could have beens. Like balls of yarn that the cat got…
Summer Camps
One of the things about New York City, that many people probably don’t realize, is how many wild places there are. Tracts of land that house bird sanctuaries, giant sprawling wetlands and forested nature preserves. There is lots of ocean…
Hemmed In
Something scurried over his foot. It was hard to tell which one of them was more surprised. He jumped and the rat, or whatever it was, took off like a rocket up and over a fence. He paused for a…
Gretchen and Daniel
It had been nearly two years since the craziness of Memphis and life had returned to something resembling normal. “Resembling” normal was about as normal as it was going to get considering that Gretchen was stalked by news crews day…
Inspiration
Maddie wiped the tears from her eyes. She was done crying, that wouldn’t bring Tay back. It wouldn’t bring Dorinda back and it wouldn’t bring her parents back. The rain and the mist had cleared while she was sleeping and…
Feels Like The First Time
It’s almost impossible for me to figure out the first book I ever really got lost in. Too long ago. I was a book-worm from a very very young age. I remember a teacher telling my mother I could read…
When I Was You
It was something we said to each other as children…our sense of time and place were malleable; we had not yet been indoctrinated into the order of things as dictated by our elders. Put it another way, our outlook was…
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