Peace Monks Come to North Carolina
The peace monks walk by silently. A brisk pace blurs their saffron and ochre robes into a ribbon of hope.
Thrift Store Bowling Ball Prompts a Story
Every Saturday, Stanley burst through the swinging glass doors of Brookhaven Lanes and headed straight to the buffing machine
Emotional Heirloom
“You must have come from the gypsies!” Mom exclaimed when I chose yet another red clothing item, maybe my rubber boots. When given a choice, even at two or three, I’d pick a bright color.
Human Doing
One Human Being becomes a Human Doing as he removes poison ivy from one part of his yard
NOT A SPAM CALL
“Caw, caw.” The call rends the air, leaving it fresh and urgent. My mind drains, revealing an alertness towards the bottom that rises from the depths. My eyes hyperfocus on the black slash of the crow’s wings against the blue of the sky. It must be writing a message, but all I get is a […]
Joke of the Day for 25 December 2024
What did the third wiseman say after the others presented gold and frankincense?
My First Poem Accepted for Publication in a Literary Journal
Be careful what you ask for!