NaPoWriMo Day 24

Salt Cellar Knee socks and folded paper a playground at recess a circle, a caucus, a coven magic fingers and bated breath favorite numbers whispered, counted secret messages released in the air fly off to the future, wait for us a circle, a caucus, a coven * Prompt via The Wombwell Rainbow Art by Kerfe … More NaPoWriMo Day 24

NaPoWriMo Day 19

Cemetery Garden: A Cento In every room of my home, the candles had been pinched dark,(1) my mind spends much of its time reliving finished conversations. (2) I think perhaps an apple is the universe and your body is an orchard full of trees, (3) the bitter taste of half a life. What if you … More NaPoWriMo Day 19

Napowrimo Day 17

When the moon hits your eye you grab my arm to hold me still, saying I Won’t let you go —- and I turn faster than a deer out-running a bullet, grab your shirt under your chin, thrust my face into yours, say Oh, yeah? Then moonlight fell on us like holy raiments and I … More Napowrimo Day 17

NaPoWriMo Day 12

Froth & Feathers Remember how the mist fell, a veil floating from the sky’s crown, the sea reaching up, up, up – a meeting of waters? You said There is no horizon, no distance, only the here and now. And it was true, the sea and the air mingling, salt and oxygen drifting into our … More NaPoWriMo Day 12

NaPoWriMo Day 2

Resisting a Steel Tsunami The cloud of her hair settling in a window, the cold blue of her eyes in the Mississippi heat, a guttural rumbling fading in the sleepy noise of small town life. She was a military brat and I was a transplant from parts all over in this town where almost everyone … More NaPoWriMo Day 2

Creative Nonfiction That Will Drop Your Mouth Open

As you may know, Twitter has a thriving writing community. It’s where I found many of the writers that I love to read. Today’s Creative Nonfiction selections have three writers I came to know through Twitter and two that are new to me, although I found their stories via Twitter links. For many years memoir … More Creative Nonfiction That Will Drop Your Mouth Open

Roots and Rituals

Roots and Rituals when you say,             Give me silence,                         purify my sour heart – I prepare yellow gills of liminal poison brush damp earth from caps scented of hoar and musk, slice then grind under mortar and … More Roots and Rituals

7 Flash Fictions

Got a few minutes? Pining for a really good, quick read while you eat lunch or take a break from your daily routine? Have I got some gems for you! Seven Flash Fiction/Micro Fiction stories that’ll knock your socks off. One for every day of the week. Enjoy! * Venus Flytrap by Candace Hartsuyker in … More 7 Flash Fictions