Her voice is low, husky, tinged with sadness, she speaks in a tone that whispers melancholy. Margaret Treadbar, from St. Louis. She’s a stroke survivor who cannot recall anything in her short term memory. She can read, but will not remember once the bookends close. She’s regained her speech and relearned reading from scratch. But anything […]
Overcast days make beautiful days. ——–and, You ever walk down the street, headphones clamped on tight and a song comes on that makes you feel like it’s a scene out of a movie? Like there should be a camera crew following you around? Either you’re doing the slow-serious contemplative walk down the street to the slow […]
He doesn’t find it funny, how it was when he was young and waiting for his mother to pick him up from school that every minute she is late grows more certain the possibility she has died. It is always death, as he would wait outside and agonizingly ponder every single one of the infinite […]
Two AM in the wrong time zone. My thoughts are swimming with all the wrong things. Television fires fiery images of the dead, dying under burnt ash, collapsed rubble and the ocean that comes in uninvitedly and sweeps things out. Like a thief in the night. Comes in with nothing but a whisper of a […]
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