Michael Jackson and a Stuffed Platypus

So I caved on the WordPress Daily prompt again. Sometimes, these things are fun. It’s more exciting as a writer when you wake up and have no idea what you are going to write about today, only to have some random idea thrown at you and you just write. Here I am, writing to you…

Let Them Make Art

I hated art class when I was in school. I’m talking about that class that you had to take in middle school where the teacher made you draw things. I never got it. I remember my teacher saying to me once, “Can’t you see the circles in that painting? Draw circles and then you can…

Snow Fall Moments

Like an old filmstrip, my mind reels back to a time when we were all much younger and healthier; a distant memory behind all the haze created by adulthood drama and many nights of drinking too much wine. I can find this frame when I get lost inside myself, sliding down tunnels through memories to…

A Quick Story about JFK’s Sexiness

After a request by a friend, I have been going back through the emails that my aunt and I shared over the past few years. We would write each other about what was going on in our lives, and we would also share stories–both fiction and true. This friend has asked that I post more…