Tally’s Reflection

We all have a cousin who collects stuff, baseball cards or bottle caps. Della’s collections were a bit more exciting. She had normal collections, like rare books and art and coins, but also a few more eclectic ones like china teacups with rare patterns or medieval swords, not to mention the clocks all over the... Continue Reading →

Belated Travel Blog: Stonehenge

I thought they would be bigger in person. That’s not to say I wasn’t impressed. Who wouldn’t be impressed looking at the monolithic slabs of ancient rock, nothing precarious about their stolid formation? But I did expect to feel smaller, overshadowed by their prehistoric stature. Instead, I just felt the average wash of curious amazement.... Continue Reading →

Tally’s First Crime

Is it really breaking and entering if you have the key and the alarm code? That was the question running through my head as I logged onto the computer, as I downloaded copies of the emails, as I erased all evidence, and then ran back through the east woods of the estate to the car... Continue Reading →

Belated Travel Blog: Edinburgh

We were not an athletic group. But, we were ambitious. And we had left our rational minds on the four-hour train ride the night before. That’s how we came to find ourselves awake at 4:30am chasing the sunrise up Arthur’s Seat our first morning in Scotland. The walk to the base of the peak alone... Continue Reading →

Constant Companion

Prompt: describe a ruin The book was in tatters. Its pages were crinkled - akin to the skin of an old crone in a cottage in a wood. The book had taken one or two swims in Lake Peabrook. The soft cardboard cover had the carcasses of dead flies and mosquitos smashed and spotted on... Continue Reading →

Instead of Making Banana Bread

The bananas on the counter are rotting and you don’t seem to care that flies have moved into our kitchen, a flickering halo around the sunken, brown sagging-smiles or that those flies might soon move to haunt and hover around the still young apples, picked just yesterday from the broken tree back behind the neglected... Continue Reading →

Belated Travel Blog: London

I barely left the bench while riding the London Eye. Every time I tried to move and peer closer out the glass, I felt the world begin to bend and physics fall away. I sat right back down. Occasionally, I had to squeeze my eyes shut as we climbed higher and the city slipped away.... Continue Reading →

The Solace Sisters

  Sisters are a funny thing. It’s not a relationship with a foregone conclusion that if two girls have the same mother they will like each other. It’s not even a foregone conclusion that sisters will even look alike. Take Gabrielle and Ginger Solace, for instance. The day Ginger was born, Gabs cried inconsolably. Like... Continue Reading →

Late-Night Streets

  The shadowy embers of the smashed tail light burn subtly at the wayside.   They try to melt and mold into gravel, but fail at the fault of their unnatural color and plastic foundation.   Yet that was the only red rendered on the road last night when the rabbit rushed out.   Only... Continue Reading →

A Funeral for Flowers

Petals drop and droop. Their pink perfection fades. Soft tears fall for glory. They long for days of sunshine. Lifeless stems slump down. The vase has long gone dry.   The flowers no longer remember what they used to be. Once they were plump and lively, the belles of the ball. Their fragrance was our... Continue Reading →

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