Free-write Friday

Just for fun.  "I chose blue" For some reason the blue button has scratch marks on it. Like a dog had clawed it or a child gnawed. It’s right at the same height as a six year old. I like kids. So I push the blue button. The elevator jerks, stops, jerks, and heads down. … Continue reading Free-write Friday


Learning to run on the road less traveled

Everywhere, the crowds play their violins and strap on ancestral gems, picking and choosing pathos and wines to dip their bread into until their hearts are full. They shop around for magic harps and sunken treasure wedged beneath the blackest night and call it Truth, crying all roads lead to truth. I read their books, … Continue reading Learning to run on the road less traveled