Sunday, January 3rd, 2010
My imagination wakes me every morning: Ideas and Words dancing round my head. The Idea roams a crowded ballroom peering through Wordy chatter, seeking his perfect partner. A lovely candidate appears and then flirtatiously disappears behind another pretty Word. With dozens of aspirants fawning and fanning for picking, the Idea draws just one to the [...]
Sunday, January 3rd, 2010
Ashley has never in twenty-nine years, uttered a single word. Except for groans in alto and squeals in soprano, I know her meaning by the way she breathes. And on a merry-go-round when she is perched on a stallion with a red flowing mane, her breath becomes a vacuum, sucking every particle of pleasure out [...]
Sunday, January 3rd, 2010
At ninety-four, the only real color left is in her eyes. But if the pasty skin bleached by too much sun and too much rain is the backdrop, the contrast only emphasizes the blue. Like azure gauze, her eyes barely veil the fabric of her soul: frayed cotton aprons, fleecy babies, and denim children playing [...]