Old Time

  “Old time” Five hours ago we were chasing rainbows in the cold sun,where rain and our bare feet slapped against the sidewalk. In her mind she keeps all the treasures she misses— not a birthday, not a rag doll, but her mommy and her doggies. She has lined the couch cushions with pretend puppies—what’s … Continue reading Old Time


“(just once) Let’s be bad”

“(just once) Let’s be bad" He always spoke in his detective voice, So low and hazy I had to take off my ears and pin them to my eyes to hear him tell us he was happier before us kids. We read it more than heard it, felt it more  believed it. We stayed outside most … Continue reading “(just once) Let’s be bad”