The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: VI
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Only Two Episodes Left
Bev wasn't hearing it! All this time and he had never admitted his true feelings. Just when she's about to walk out the door he starts clutching at the past. And this traffic! She kept threatening her Mom that she was moving back home. Snow, mountains, serenity. Not a bad way to live except for the memories… Daddy would want … Continue reading Only Two Episodes Left
The Life-Saving Importance of Available, Affordable Parking
by Ian Watts A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Looking for an apartment where I can get residential parking. Red line to brown to the 73 so as not to worry about parking. Get to work early to snatch that premier parking, or snoozing through nine again (we have a … Continue reading The Life-Saving Importance of Available, Affordable Parking
It’s Untitled
by Ella Kleinman A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. And by convenient parking I mean wherever I can conveniently park this ass. Gone are the days where “standing room only” appeals to me. Sometimes I wonder if everyone else has to fight through the same fatigue as I do just … Continue reading It’s Untitled
A Still World
by Elise Leibowitz A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Bikes have more resting options than cars, you see. We get to finagle our small mass of metal and rubber into spaces that are designated for those creative enough to spy them first. The side of a telephone pole? If your … Continue reading A Still World
That Woman
by Ella She had her scarf tightly wrapped around her face as she joined me under the heat lamps. It’s cold,” she said, “It’s cold.” I nodded in agreement, exaggeratedly, so that she could see my acknowledgment through my own fastened scarf. She continued speaking about little things as though I had given her more … Continue reading That Woman
Little Victories
He wondered when she was coming home. No amount of frantic barking made the front door open, nor did scratching at the door and whining make the gravel in the driveway crunch with the weight of car wheels. After sniffing all around the house (maybe she was hiding again), he resigned himself to his fate, … Continue reading Little Victories
Tell Me a Story
Recently, we've all had pages and pages of information forced under our noses. After all of the (important, though exhausting) discourse, I've been wanting to read something a little shorter, and sweeter. I asked anyone willing to collaborate to send me, in no more than 200 words, a short and sweet story. They delivered, and … Continue reading Tell Me a Story
Parental Dissonance VIII
"Weight" by Ian Watts "I will not be the man you meant to raise," He grim averred. "Your expectations chafe And stifle how I've grown and learned in days Since youth; Not mine to keep your heirlooms safe. "Did my novitiate not fulfill your wish? My filial duty: tell you sacramental Black is white, teach … Continue reading Parental Dissonance VIII
Parental Dissonance VII
"You Can Always Come Home" by Aryeh Barasch I remember the first time I got into a real argument with my parents. It wasn’t too explosive of an argument, but I remember clearly that it was about religion. The idea of religion, which is a way that we are supposed to choose to live our … Continue reading Parental Dissonance VII
