The Last Time

The Last Time

I looked around at the town that had evolved and changed, I realized that the mild feeling of loss wasn’t about the last time I would be in town at all. It was the anticipation of missing my best friend.

#OctPoWriMo: Oct 29-31

#OctPoWriMo: Oct 29-31

You tell me that where you’re from   a pitcher full of this on a porch   was all anyone needed.  It was a link to the past,   a connection to the future,   and it quenched   wandering mid-day thoughts. 

Dirty Windshields

Dirty Windshields

Dirty windshields embodied the time filled with memories where I had moments to look at the dancing parade of magnificent colors painted onto the sky behind the setting sun.

The Lives That Run Parallel To Our Own

The sound of knocking came from behind my best friend’s front door about an hour after we had come home from her birthday party. Her two dogs both ran to the door while eagerly wagging their tails and letting their mouths hang open in a way that mimicked an excited-looking smile, which let my friend [...]

A Little Mulch of Letters: Part 5- Back To The City

Busy streets filled with quickly moving cars that carried on to heavy congested traffic on the highways; it was a stark difference from the slow-paced cow-filled town back in the Central Valley. I had attempted to empty my mind and dig deeper to find myself in the wide open spaces under the bright blue country [...]

Today We Remember 9/11

Eleven years ago our nation was changed forever. And as the country watched their television screens in utter shock, we stood in fear for our loved ones and when we found out that it all was intentional, we wondered why anyone would commit such an act. After the attacks on 9-11 our country has come together [...]