Status Report

“How are you?” Rick said. “And don’t say ‘surviving’.” Dana looked at her long-time friend’s face, with raised eyebrows, wide eyes, and pursed lips. He cared. She scanned the crowd at Coffee Beans Et Alia. It was a busy day and there were a lot of people to scan. “Dana?” “It’s not easy to talk … Continue reading Status Report

A Strange and Mournful Day

I hold your childhood in my cupped hands. I bring my hands to my chest, and slowly open them. The treasure floats free and soaks into my flesh and passes through my bones to rest in my heart. Yesterday’s treasure was memories of your younger sister. What will tomorrow’s treasure be? I will hold them … Continue reading A Strange and Mournful Day

Momma

Your green eyes are brighter than I’ve ever seen them. You’ve been questing your whole life, but this level of intensity is in the stratosphere. Your gaze pierces and holds me. It demands answers, and I have none. I am mesmerized by the emotions moving across your face. They are fireworks rising and unfolding, things … Continue reading Momma