Look at Me
Her, for the 100th time : “Mama, look! Look at me, Mama! Look, I can do cartwheels/bend myself like a pretzel/the most difficult ballet pose in the world/hang upside down… Read more »
Tag: creative nonfiction
On My Way to Somewhere
I’ve tried this experimental form for a personal essay – the mosaic or the braided essay. I’ve only used it for fiction before.
Living inside a Thermos Flask
…is lonely. Days and nights meld together between its insulating walls. Ghosts of your past life haunt you. They torture you with glimpses of the time before you started living… Read more »
Precipice
I’m standing at the edge, fidgeting with thoughts of jumping and turning back. Winds of change whoosh around me, threatening to push me. But I know they cannot. Falling is… Read more »