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Unexplained Shadows

Silent heavy air. Subtle vibrations in its current indicate I’m not alone. Casting my eyes I search for unexplained shadows while straining my ears for whispers so faint they are inaudible to most. There is calm now where there was once fear. Surrendering, my subconscious plays with the veil between realities. Time bends slightly. It… Continue reading Unexplained Shadows

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When the Bottom Falls Out

The Penis Chronicles presents, “When the Bottom Falls Out” My youngest boy can’t swim. The child doesn’t even float; he sinks like a boulder! Now for most of us the knowledge that we can’t swim screams out from the tiny corner of our brain, “STOP FOOL DON’T JUMP! YOU CAN’T SWIM!” However, with my son… Continue reading When the Bottom Falls Out

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Fall suddenly or heavily asleep

The Penis Chronicles presents, “Fall suddenly or heavily asleep.” The google definition of zonk as a verb is “1. Hit or strike 2. Fall or cause to fall suddenly and heavily asleep or lose consciousness” (February 7, 2017). My older boy has an amazing ability to zonk out; it has never been a trait I… Continue reading Fall suddenly or heavily asleep

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Favourite Thanksgiving

There is a 4 by 6 coloured photograph in one of my albums that captures the image of 3 cousins. We are standing on the gravel lane and dried leaves decorate that grey ground under our feet. Evidence that someone had been hard at work leans against the tiered retaining wall behind us; that old… Continue reading Favourite Thanksgiving

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A bloody fall

The Penis Chronicles presents, “A bloody fall.” “The funny thing about kids is they are the reason we lose it and the reason we hold it together.” – https://me.me/i/the-funny-thing-about-kids-is-they-are-the-reason-d01c53ddd6434414a6c8b1dfc8544e4c Have you ever read any of those sayings about parenting boys and it being harder to keep them alive? It that my heart has stopped and… Continue reading A bloody fall

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Re-blog: Leaf Mould

Leaf Mould Mud in the spring, its my favourite thing. But leaves in the fall, I love them all! Crispy and crunch and racked into piles by the end of my driveway I can see leaves for miles and miles. By Shari Marshall – 2019 Originally posted on September 25, 2016 but I had written… Continue reading Re-blog: Leaf Mould

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A Fall Worker

  The Penis Chronicles presents, “A Fall Worker” By Shari Marshall – 2019 The Penis Chronicles is a weekly platform for sharing childcare stories, advice & etcetera. Raising children is an adventure! And please, I know the title says “penis chronicles”, but stories about raising girls are very much welcome. Please post and share your… Continue reading A Fall Worker

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The Path of the Leaf

No longer clinging; time stops for the briefest of moments then it is just happening. Wrapped completely in a feeling of weightlessness the air swoops under and around as it grasps, twists and pulls. The path down isn’t straight and it isn’t a plunge. Instead it’s a journey up and over air currents. It’s a… Continue reading The Path of the Leaf

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It wasn’t Dairy Queen that brought us running.

I remember the music. That catchy little happy sound that indicated the ice cream bike was coming closer. The heat of the summer was promised to melt away if you were lucky enough to have a bit of ice cream money tucked away. He would come around the corner with that ice cream cooler as… Continue reading It wasn’t Dairy Queen that brought us running.

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Anticipation

The Penis Chronicles presents, “Anticipation” It looks like a perfect sunny fall morning. It’s clear by the traffic that the school year has only just begun for the season. It is bumper to bumper on the 2 lane north bound street. The air is crisp and my child is walking down the tree lined sidewalk… Continue reading Anticipation