The boy’s hands had been frozen cold by the snow. He shivered wondering if he had the strength to return home, but he must mother needed the food. He imagined the warmth of a blazing fire. He saw a key that poked out in the snow. So tiny yet he could sense its power. CuriousContinue reading “The Making of a Knight #tellastoryday”
“It really is a beautiful day,” grandmother said as she snipped the remnants of summer. “Why?” I whined, “When we are covering up beautiful warm summer and getting ready for cold harsh winter?” “Hmm,” she grasped my cold fingers. “We need to do something about that.” I watched her run into (well she walked)Continue reading “Child-like #shortstory #postaday”
We had one hour to do a frantic shop for items we could only get in Ukraine. The list from friends was rather long: Hand carved jewelry, stacking dolls, hand painted spoons … “Mommy we are going to run out of time. Why don’t we split up?” My precocious thirteen year-old daughter suggested. I scannedContinue reading “The Babushka Blessing #shortstory #Ukraine”
I stand on the stage where I had given my life’s blood I love the stage the drama that swirls center stage, in the wings and in the musty corners my final role was Desdemona That last night was my finest performance “That death’s unnatural that kills for loving…” If memory serves me well, OthelloContinue reading “The Bloodied Thorn #flashfiction #shakespeare #amwriting”
It had been a glorious, humm dinger of a day in NewCago. We celebrated a holiday (the key players long forgotten) of a well-known street battle that had raged years ago. The gangs remembered and agreed to keep the streets safe for one day. The parade-route litter of popcorn bags and soda cups was aContinue reading “The Message Behind the Dress #flashfiction #newcago”
…Stop haunting me with her scent I turn and it’s you! Go away!!! Can’t you understand I must go into hiding? veiling my heart from this pain the choking reality of her Take my shoe and go She took everything else Wagging your tale wont do I have no room for humanity what saith yoou? Man’sContinue reading “Maybe She Will… #magpietales #shortstory”
what happens when fantasy collides with reality?????
What does a woman stuck in what appears to be someone else’s body do when she realizes she has been poisoned? Her alter self may be a princess but this dimension has no abundance of Prince Charmings to save her…
what do you do when you find yourself caught in a dream???
Caught in confusion, trapped in a mist, feeling the pull of the edge