Flash Memoir: Learning To See

We had dark-colored linoleum in our kitchen at 902 East 9th Street where I grew up. The pattern had squares and rectangles of different sizes with gray jagged mortar lines in-between. The color was a variation of reds and oranges, and my parents had that linoleum installed after we’d lived in the house for a…

Flash Fiction: Legal

Margaret Johnson was eighty-years-old and lived in an assisted living facility. She was in good shape for her age except for thick glasses, and she had a secret. She was madly in love with Sy Silverman, a seventy-five-year-old newbie who’d arrived only two months before. Sy was actually not quite as spry as Margaret, he…

Movie Night with My Grandkids

I volunteered to watch my grandkids tonight so Sarah and Gregorio could have a Saturday night out. So much fun for me just hanging out with Luna, Nico and Lyla. We chatted with Grandpa on FaceTime, watched movies, ate popcorn and raspberries, then read stories. In the middle of it all, Nico lost his first…

Prose Poem: Truth

She didn’t understand him. She had never understood him. She wondered why she loved him. He was elusive. He was foreign in his differentness. And yet. He pulled her. Yanked at her with his allure. Kept her aching for him in his absence. She knew they were no good together. They were mountain and plain….

A Room of My Own

Over the past couple of days, I’ve made a major move here at our home in LA. I have taken on the task of boxing up many of my books that were in one spot and moving them into a little office space right off of Ray and my bedroom. I have sorted the books…

A Glimpse into Our eBay Store

It’s 9 pm and the grandfather clock is tolling out the hour. I’ve been busy all day so this is going to be a short entry tonight. If you’d like a small window into the life that Ray and I have as antique dealers, then simply type in Beaty-Leatherwood Estates into Google and you can…

Flash Fiction: For the Love of Crows

Jacqueline heard the crows outside and felt called. Their caws brought her first to the window to see their black bodies balanced on the telephone wires and then outside to peer up at them. Caw caw caw they sang and she felt a sense of calm. They brought her peace in a way that she…

Flash Fiction: Escape

After only two months, Helen decided to become an exotic dancer. She couldn’t stand it any longer. Only days after the wedding, John had her up before dawn milking cows and slaving away long after dark, hauling limbs and feeding the last of the animals. She had thought she wanted the simple life of a…

Moderna Booster Report

I am officially finished with my reaction to the Moderna booster, I think. I received my shot at 4 pm on Friday and it’s 9:42 pm on Sunday. I’m sure that’s long enough to confidently say how it all went. First, it should be said that the booster was a piece of cake in comparison…

Soccer Saturday

Here are a few photos of soccer Saturday. Gregorio was on the final day of his archeological dig so Grandpa and Grandma came in to help transport kids to two different games. Nico’s was first. I stayed with him, Sarah, and Lyla while Grandpa hustled Luna to her game. Nico was later upset that Grandpa…