Coming of Age
The butcher’s son stood behind the wooden block and bit his nails. A thin stream of sweat trickled down his forehead. Thud! His father heaved an unconscious goat on to… Read more »
Tag: love story
Not all Love is the Same
The Micro-story-palooza continues! Yesterday’s prompt was “Love” (obviously!) Read on… And then she was born. Sonnets became lullabies, roses and chocolates gave way to diapers and bottles, long waits in… Read more »
A Tiny Love Story
He doesn’t do roses and chocolates, but he hands me the remote once the little one is asleep. **** Last month, The New York Times- Modern Love section called… Read more »
An Andalucian Love Story
Everything happens for a reason. Taking in Moorish architecture in Cordoba might have been riveting to this history nerd, but not to my 3 year old, who just wanted to… Read more »
Adolescence
This is as disappointing as that time I put pencil shavings and a few leaves of basil in an empty matchbox and chanted some gibberish to turn it into gold coins.
Madame Ripple’s Timepieces – Part II
Another guard sits in his high tower like an angry demigod looking over his creation. A few women and children in their blue and white striped uniforms and shaved heads stare vacantly at us. Their eyes are like little broken windows. These children have probably seen more horrors in their tiny lifetimes than I’ve seen in my entire life.
Spice of Life
I take refuge in her when life trips me and kicks me in the gut. She always listens, intently, without an urgency to respond.