Erin gazes at the vast night sky contemplating her insignificance. The realization that we are but mere specs adhered to a rotating sphere of matter in a virtually unexplored universe. There are billions of stars in our galaxy and billions of galaxies beyond. She thinks what does it matter? That the stars we see areContinue reading “Star Gazing”
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Lost City
He stands in the courtyard of the lost city, holding an old scroll of ancient parchment. The archaic language written thereupon is similar to the primitive languages he had studied most of his scholarly life. It speaks of treasures hidden beneath the old city, though some of the text he could not decipher. He knewContinue reading “Lost City”
Foolish Games
She stares into her bathroom mirror, a smug smile upon her face. She did it! She revealed herself to her lover’s wife during the celebration of their twentieth wedding anniversary. A posh restaurant, a shared bottle of champagne, live piano music… Perfect, except for the unexpected guest. She giggles at the recent memory. He andContinue reading “Foolish Games”
Holiday Party
The annual “Holiday Party” – ugh! The announcement specifically states that one is not obligated to attend. Yeah, right… I mentally prepare myself by focusing on a splendid evening with colleagues who I consider friends. But the reality of the whole affair (based on prior experience) sits just under the surface. The underlying resentment towardContinue reading “Holiday Party”
Sunday Interrupted
A lovely lazy Sunday morning with nothing to do but watch the day unfold. I indulge in a second cup of coffee, extracting the newspaper’s comic section. Knock, knock! Sigh… I open the front door with much trepidation and am handed an envelope by a twitchy courier. Stamped on the back is the distinctive hallmarkContinue reading “Sunday Interrupted”
Memory Lane
I stand at the beginning of Memory Lane, taking in its linear perspective. A row of connected townhomes line the sidewalk to the right as far as the eye can see. To the left is a row of manicured trees framing the city’s botanical garden. A beautiful street that holds many memories for me andContinue reading “Memory Lane”
Shrouded In Mist
The castle looms in the distance – a potential place of refuge. It appears to float in the sky, shrouded in mist. I imagine a labyrinth of discombobulating hallways and twisting staircases within the castle walls. I advance with a tentative and delicate step, as if moving to the rhythm of an adagio. A pathContinue reading “Shrouded In Mist”
A Fallen Leader
Reposting this piece of prose from 2021 in response to “Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – #143 – 5/16/23 – Picturesque.” It all starts with a vigorous walk in the woods. An opportunity to stretch my legs and get my heart and lungs pumping after a prolonged period of sedentary isolation. I divert from my usual routeContinue reading “A Fallen Leader”
Secrets Between Them
A perfect marriage? Almost… Just a few idiosyncrasies that marred the otherwise harmonious existence between them. A little coolness at the other’s touch. A snappy retort at the other’s constructive criticism. If only they had disclosed the demons of their past. [Skeletons lurking beneath the surface. Their grins wide and mouths gaping with stories untold.]Continue reading “Secrets Between Them”
No Control
I know it appears I’m staring incoherently as I process the meaning of those jarring words. I understand what is happening; likely better than the specialists surrounding my bed, uttering conciliatory sentiments. These well-intentioned practitioners are determined to make me complacent. It is not an issue of coming to terms with my predicament. It’s aContinue reading “No Control”
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