Thursday, February 27, 2014
Squirrel Hunger Games
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Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Frozen in Action
Saturday, February 22, 2014
The Baby Boom (Burn) Generation
Here's my latest contribution to
Five Sentence Fiction.
This week's prompt is Sunshine.
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First she used Sea and Ski, then when she got older, the more racy iodine with baby oil – these were as necessary as the old chenille bedspread and the transistor radio. Even from a backyard away, Francine could feel Danny Parker’s eyes as she released her bathing suits ties around her neck and lay down on her stomach, her blond ponytail falling onto her shoulder. Funny how the heat was so much stronger on the backs of her knees; she’d stay out another half hour, but she’d have to be careful not to burn the bottoms of her feet like last time. She drifted into a soothing semi-comatose state, listening to her mother’s vacuum, Mr. Short’s lawn mower, the distant shrieks of the
twins across the street as they ran through their sprinkler.
Francine roused herself from her reverie on the examining table and flinched, her grey hair shaking slightly as Dr. Petrie eyedroppered liquid nitrogen onto her mottled back.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Memories, (Kind of) Light the Corners of My Mind
Deep in our sub-conscious, we are told
Lie all our memories, lie all the notes
Of all the music we have ever heard
And all the phrases those we loved have spoken. .
"Nothing is Lost"
Really, Noel? Not me.
Posted by Marty at 10:54 AM 5 comments:
Sunday, February 16, 2014
After 44 years together I guess it’s inevitable that the husband and I have the same conversation more than once.
Posted by Marty at 6:14 AM 8 comments:
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Getting the Chair
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Sunday, February 9, 2014
At least once a year one of the tween girls up the street hikes down to our end on a mission from God.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Confessions from 1952
Sunday, February 2, 2014
This week's topic is Frozen
Their lips met before Janie and Christopher even knew each other.
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