I walk with purpose toward the endless horizon before me. On my left and my right, the waves lap gently against the shore. The clay beneath my feet is dry and cracked. It’s been a long time since the last tide, but I can see the shoreline disappearing. The waves close in on me from … Continue reading The Tide
Fire in the Basement
When I was leaving for work, the day before yesterday, I noticed that a small fire had started in the basement. I was already hustling to get to work on time. I decided to deal with it when I got home. The fire was still small, when I got off work. I didn’t have time … Continue reading Fire in the Basement
Sand
I walk with my arm in front of my face, my back hunched. The wind blows sand at me. The sand gets in my hair and my eyes. It sticks in the hair on my arms and legs and chest. My mouth has never tasted anything but grit. I stumble as the sand shifts under … Continue reading Sand
The Rain
I lie on the cold grass. My head is tilted to the side, where I can see a pretty daisy swaying gently in the wind. I think if I looked away now, I would still see it, the image burned into my eyes. My ankles are crossed over each other. They’ve been there for so … Continue reading The Rain