I would write more, but…

I would write more But I search for the one, true first sentence And scratch through it in my head Before typing a word When I begin I tweak as I go Bit by bit Word by word Until I’ve killed what I want to say I consider what I’ve done and You moan Coalescing in…

Georgette Is With A Client

Georgette had said it would take a week to ten days to get the cremains and death certificates back. After fourteen days, I phoned to ask why the delay. “Georgette is with a client,” said the girl who answered. “But let me check. We just got some in.” I wondered what she meant by some.

Moving In With Ghosts

Sometimes Emily wanders into our bedroom late at night while we’re sleeping. Could be a bad dream. Thunder. A pain in her leg. She puts her hands on the bed and calls our names until we stir, then climbs up. Eventually one of us will carry her back upstairs. I turned off the water and…

Alright, now for this Liebster thingy…

Amyclae recently nominated me for this. Less recently, scponce did, too. Many thanks to both, and many apologies to scponce for taking so long to respond. I tried answering all 22 questions. They were good questions, but some of my answers were boring. Some were so boring that even I myself didn’t want to read them. So…