Tag: fiction

On Wisdom

“Am I wise?” I asked the Sky. Can you balance dark and light? Hold within you the vast potential of the future? “Am I wise?” I asked the Sea. Can you wash away just enough of the past to refresh yet leave a lasting impression? “Am I wise?” I asked the Earth. Can you take…

By Lisa May 23, 2017 Off

Cosmic Pool

“OK, last game – rack ’em up,” Cal said, “and let’s see how your hustle holds up.” He leaned coolly against the paneling in the close, dim room and chalked his cue with a deliberate eye on his opponent, studying every glance and gesture with purpose. Eddie – or The Shark, as he liked to introduce…

By Lisa May 18, 2017 Off

The Perfect Thing

“I would give just about anything for a cheeseburger right now,” I said, thinking of that perfect state of meltiness achieved by marrying hot, juicy beef to cool, creamy cheese. I drove on, debating whether pulling into the drive-thru was wise. After a moment, a small voice chirped from the back seat of the car.…

By Lisa May 16, 2017 Off

Listen

The relentless beep beep beep of the monitor had taunted Tom for hours now; it was more than he could bear. He buried his face in his hands attempting to hide from the truth, but the cold blue light from the screens found him like a searchlight in the dark room. How did we end up here?   He…

By Lisa May 11, 2017 Off

Kitchen Healing

“What’s for dinner?” I asked, mounting the yellow Cosco stool in the corner of the kitchen. “Tuna casserole. Bad day?” chop chop She always knew. “Yeah.” “You’ll have more.” Her eyes never left the cutting board, but her attention was fully on me. I felt tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat. “I…

By Lisa May 9, 2017 Off

Sturm und Drang

The sky bore down heavily on the farm all day, threatening at every moment to unleash its fury on the animals and fields. Peggy spent most of her day monitoring the barnyard, shooing animals into their pens, and keeping a watchful eye on the sky – there would be no time left to tend to…

By Lisa May 4, 2017 Off

Silent Leaving

“Can’t imagine spending life with anyone else,” the old woman said. The rocking chairs creaked. A groundhog lumbered nearby. Such similar creatures are we, thought the old man. Eat, hibernate, mate, hibernate some more. He had left her long ago, retreated into dreams of another life. “Yep,” he said. “Imagine.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This post was written for the…

By Lisa May 3, 2017 Off

The Road Home

“What did he say?” she asked. “The engine is leaking oil, but the mechanic is gone for the night. We can come back tomorrow. Or, he said if we get a case of oil from the auto parts store next door and keep dumping it in, we’ll make it home.” They drove in silence for…

By Lisa May 1, 2017 Off

The Wishing Well

Smoke stung his eyes as William glared at the well standing impotent in the middle of the scorched field. He likely gave these fields more of his own sweat and tears than that damned well ever gave him water; he raised barely enough in that bucket to keep his crops alive, never mind save them from…

By Lisa April 27, 2017 Off

Fruitful Blessings

He watched his wife dress, her navel peeking from beneath a camisole and between stretch marks as she reached above her head to fix her hair. That small, intimate part of her reminded him how he worked to know her, to break through the rough, vibrant skin and bitter layers of pith surrounding the most…

By Lisa April 25, 2017 Off