The grass in the yard was always like a beautiful small mini meadow. Dad was meticulous in his maintenance of it keeping it cut at a height that he insisted was the “perfect” height. The colour was that rich green and aqua shade that people stopped to admire and comment on. What I loved most… Continue reading In the Yard
As Zarya’s 5’3 and 135 pound frame enters the daycare she is swarmed by a mob of hyper toddlers jumping, hugging, grabbing, and generally causing mischief. One small hand reaches out and starts to pull her baton from her duty belt. With a mother’s lightning reflexes she stops him just as he pulls it free.… Continue reading Sleep(less): A Young Police Mom & the Last Fingers of Tiredness
“Obsessions are recurring ideas, thoughts, images, or impulses that seem senseless but nonetheless continue to intrude into your mind.” – Edmund J. Bourne, PhD What was that noise? The night feels heavy almost suffocating, can’t anyone else feel it? Her mind stops, her breath catches, and her body tenses. Every muscle of her body is… Continue reading Nightly Infestation
We’d heard the stories, but we had always just thought of them as myth, urban legend, folklore, or fairy-tale… This particular day we were just trying to catch a bumblebee. We should have thought better of it, especially when it landed on the sunflower, but we were so involved. Fae’s voice drove us like an… Continue reading Hard-work Flowers & Bumblebee Fairies
Muse: I can see her there. It could be almost anyone, but I know with certainty that it is me. I’m so close to this that the only thing that marks it for something inside myself is the soft mist that surrounds the edges of the image, a slight blurring that casts a flat white… Continue reading Writer’s Block
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 