Tag: writing

Wedding Trip

Hey gang. I usually write a poem for these dreams but this one was so vivid and I was just so alert when I woke up that… I dunno, it felt better staying in prose than verse. This is a little longer than my typical flash fiction but let’s just call it that? But it’s […]

How the Coronavirus Saved My Relationship With My Mother

If your daily droll resembles mine in the slightest, I’m sure it’s sixty percent coronavirus discussion, thirty percent anxiety, and ten percent trying to go on living your normal life before all this. Now, if the above percentage wasn’t indication enough, I’m absolutely certain you don’t want to hear me spout on about how everything […]

Recuperated

After the busyness of the holiday season, I can finally say that I’m back to focusing on writing. I also just started a new relationship (which, by the way, is absolutely magical) and let’s just say that I’ve been… distracted. Plus, I haven’t been dreaming much. They’ve mostly either incoherent or nightmarish. Or incoherent nightmares. […]

Sidewalk Voyager

The boy couldn’t hold the umbrella upright. Or wouldn’t. The nuances in the plops of raindrops against the canopy as it spun about was enough to keep the boy’s attention. It was quite the spectacle to his parents. It would twist and wobble sideways, frontways, backways, and upways. His parents giggled on as he flung […]

In This Body Dwells Another

There were giants in the lands that sub-blessed afternoon. In the distance and in these hands. At my soles and in the sand. And at my feet is where their feet begin. A solstice day that might never end. The titan in my head marches on, hungry and proud of the days to come. Of […]