She asks me how old I amWe’re standing side-by-side at the row of individual sinksI wonder each time I come … More
Tag: #Children
My name is Lanning, and I’m a floss-oholic
My addiction began with my bracesThe pain they brought bothering me as nothingCompared to the agonizing torture inflictedBy bits of … More
What the child sees
And wraith-like rollsSome marble maybeSmiles at nothing visibleAs far as I can seePlays some internal gameKnown only to herWith the … More
A Ghost Story
Those faraway eyesThe child comes to meSadness in this dreamThat weighs down my chestAll the next day and beyondHard breathing … More
Ready To Begin?
The pressure of high-school speech tournamentsbesides the speaker, and the six to follow,is something few students handle well automatically.There are … More
This Old Piano
When I sit down on our piano bench, the piano nearly 60 years old now, I am comfortable enough. I … More
Being Bold
My neighbor kid’s been helping me tie up some dead branches. Finished, I’m drinking a beer, he a passion-orange juice … More
It Was Something Important
A couple of years after Andrea’s father, someone I’d grown up with, died suddenly, her mother, whom I did not … More
Pray for a Generation A
We’re in a woeful state, down to the last generation: Z.I fear it might be they’re an omega of generations … More
Goes Without Saying
Glenda: So quiet tonight, yeah, dear. Herb: All that screaming today. All the noise pau. Glenda: This neighborhood used to … More
Business as Unusual
Robert Morgado did pest control. His father had done pest control, and so had his grandfather. When his wife said “Nuff already, … More
Strong Women
She was having a hard time going to sleep, maybe fear of the dark and all those kinds of trauma … More
