I’m at a car dealership. This is what the last few days have been about. Distraction. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: December 2012
Day 92 of 35
Amber had left Jimmy, had left all of them, really, after the doctor’s pumped his stomach and announced that he would live. She couldn’t face anyone. She was lost in a sadness that came within minutes of relief. She no longer knew what to do. She could not love him enough to make him happy, … Continue reading
Day 91 of 35
In the morning, Amber woke to silence—the bird was still asleep beneath its cover and seemed to have disappeared like a magician’s assistant. Josiah had lit another fire and left a note and a pot of oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins for her. I’m at your place. No rush. You need to eat. –J. … Continue reading
Day 90 of 35
The hot air balloon passed low, and not until it was lost on the horizon did she stop craning her neck to the sky. Continue reading
Day 89 of 35
Dinner party hosting–no time for poetry. Continue reading
Untempered Glass 