Writing

Abroad

The blackness in the room is complete. The rhythmic breathing from the other twin bed is a sure sign it will be a while till everyone in the room is awake. On tip toes she sneaks to the bathroom to dress for the day and pulls her thick corn braids back into a bobble hair… Continue reading Abroad

Miscellaneous

Go to the sun

  When it’s been the kind of winter that seems to never want to end. There has been snowfall after snowfall and regular temperatures have been between minus thirty and minus fifty. The thought of heat from the summer sun is a distant memory, a hazy dream. Then it happens; you find that special person… Continue reading Go to the sun