Not As Much Need to Sweat from the Fear

Before it was fire, acar accident, a plane crashen route to Australiamade sense to invest with adrenaline,pounding heartbeat, withpersonal sweat andmisguided belief. My worries fed upondistant statistics,remote possibility,apocalyptic, until they approached mewhere the street ends andwere reintroduced asmy long-lost friends dying to meet atthe grocery store,planning to greet whenI breach the bus door, and I… Continue reading Not As Much Need to Sweat from the Fear

My Granddaughter’s Thoughts When She Concentrates

Some arrive with soft wing flapsalighting on her ivory cheek, some are shadows by her mouththat creep to where she bites her lip. Others hide behind eyelidsand wait for blinking to escape. Then the moment when her thoughtsignite like Chinese fireworks— imagination trailing sparks,fired in her radiant smile and scattered like a teacup fullof rubies… Continue reading My Granddaughter’s Thoughts When She Concentrates