This is my granddaddy’s right hand. At one time, my small infantile body sat cradled in it. Before I was born, it gripped baseball bats and captured baseballs in mid air. It squared and doubled onto itself ready for various fights and spats during and on the way back from school. It was unmatched in […]
Alright reader. I wrote in my journal last night that for these blog posts, I don’t always want to have the tone of a fortune cookie. So for this post I want to get a little personal, pull more from my own bag of tricks so to speak. I don’t expect a large audience to […]
I think there is an idea that survial comes after some kind of relief. Like, “Oh, that hurricane destroyed everything she had, but thank god she survived.” The storm is over and we can all walk away. There’s relief in that, but it isn’t always so. I think survival is existing with something pivotal being taken […]
She knew what it was to hate oneself. A look in the mirror was painful and the beauty she possessed seemed too much a weight…like chocolate too rich to enjoy. The bitterness she harbored was too great. No one knew what the darkness hid. She was cold but somehow knew that the flames of hell […]
I’m thankful for bridges—that they exist so people can walk over them and get to the other side and reach each other. I’m glad that they exist because if not it would just be a bunch of people peering over at each other. Yelling words that could so easily be blown away by the […]
I watched the boy run in circles and topple over himself, only to do it all over again. My body instinctively jerked many times to stop myself from running to his rescue—down he would fall onto his small hands, but it did not take long for his little legs to straighten out and he would […]
Clouds 1.) You wake up (late) and you feel heavy inside. 2.)Your thoughts are scattered and you can’t focus well on one task whether that be cleaning off your desk or picking out your clothes for the day. 3.) You are frustrated easily over the smallest things like your sandals coming off when you’re walking […]
Opening Line It wouldn’t be the first and it wouldn’t be the last. She would toss and turn in the night, her mind assaulted by her past. Tremors and mumblings she constantly restrained, her heart and soul still in shock from the pain. No. It wouldn’t the first and wouldn’t be the last, where romance […]
Tourist I’m not talking about college tours, where a few enrolled students master the perpetual smile, the backward walk, and the knack for university trivia for the sake of roping in more applicants. I am talking about the already enrolled student body and the 4 year (or more) tourism that tends to ensue.
Awe The word itself is a vocal exercise. I remember my choir teachers demanding that we open our mouths like a cave. Round and tall. Awe. Awwwwwwwwgh. Other than that, “awe” has limited usage in my vocabulary. Instead, I tend to say the following when met with something interesting, pretty, or impactful.