A Shot of Tears

I don’t remember much about my grandma, but I do remember that when I’d cry, she’d run off to kitchen and get a shot glass to collect my tears. It was a tiny glass and I never saw her use it for anything else, but she’d place it on my cheek,  determined to see if... Continue Reading →

I Dream of Bottles

“When I was a little girl, I was flipping through the television and discovered that old show ‘I Dream of Jeanie’. Have you seen it?” “Yeah, sure. Hot blonde in the genie costume.” “Of course. A hot blonde dressed like a belly dancer, very risqué for the era,” she laughed. “She would nod her head... Continue Reading →

Felina Ponders

  Felina's thoughts were interrupted by a splash of water on her foot. "I have been trying to catch your attention," the fish said. "I have been shouting your name and finally had to splash you to get you to notice me." "Oh, I'm sorry," Felina answered, removing the buds from her ears. "I couldn't... Continue Reading →

Felina Goes Fishing

    Felina walked along the edge of the large pond, feeling sad and brave at the same time. I wonder if there are any fish in this pond? she thought to herself. She knelt at the edge of the pond and dipped her hand into the water and felt around. Something grazed her hand... Continue Reading →

Laney’s Story

I catch a glimpse of Miles walking towards the car in the rear view mirror and my breath catches. For a moment it had been his dad's image in the mirror. Perhaps it's the way he carries the load of snacks in his arms while holding a bag of beef jerky between his teeth. Or it’s the... Continue Reading →

Man-Made Ugly

    Click, click, click. I backed up and changed the setting on my camera. I was working on a series of photos called, “Natural Beauty, Man-made Ugly.” I liked to juxtapose hideous with beautiful, such as a great blue heron posed on an oil rig, or a wild flower sprouting from a pile of... Continue Reading →

Mommy’s Little Helper

  “Why are you doing that?”  He asked. “Doing what?” “Putting those lemons slices in the water.” “It’s for my book club,” she answered. “Why don’t you just leave the lemons on the side?   Maybe some people don’t want lemons in their water.” “I just felt like doing it this way.  I think it... Continue Reading →

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