Just Is_The Grinch Is Not Stealing My Joy Today_Where The Power Is_Stranger in the Garden
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Just Is
Walking in the Woods next to a small stream I can smell the wet dirt. I thought the trees were maples and oak, but no, they are palms and mangos. The dirt slowly becomes sandy. The forest opens up to the courtyard of a big house with many small houses around it. Home. I can smell the ocean and I am barefoot. There is always the gritty feel of the sand everywhere, and I love it. This little home has a screen door with a basic wood frame gently knocking into place. There is a latch I sometimes use at night to keep the mosquitos out but I only latch it for the mosquitos. Not for the monsters… tho...
The Grinch Is Not Stealing My Joy Today
The glowing sun, a perfectly crisp orange circle in the bloody sky illuminated the path across the water. I sat for hours until the sun dipped below the horizon and the colors changed to charcoal black. The news came in a phone call. I knew that it would be bad news. The tone in the doctor’s voice told me all I needed to know. I didn’t need to hear the words. I already knew the words because I had said them to myself many times. I told the doctor calmly that I would make an appointment for next week. I lied. I had no intention of making any appointments in any medical office. There was nothin...
Where The Power Is
That night there was a power cut. They’d been getting more and more regular in recent weeks, so I wasn’t all that surprised when the living room, the whole house, the street beyond it, were plunged into darkness. I imagined the whole city falling into submerged, building by building, street by street, suburb by suburb, dominoes of illumination toppling. I knew there was a torch on the windowsill for just such an occasion as this, not to mention candles and matches in a kitchen drawer, but I didwww.onedoor.ccn’t go to them. Instead, I chose the darkness. I sat there for a long time, me and the silent TV. Two...
Stranger in the Garden
The light of the stars and moon crept through my bedroom window like a search party. I got out of bed and glanced at the clock: 2 a.m. Geez. I went to the kitchen for a glass of water. This part of the house is nice and dark and cool. Maybe I should sleep here. I regretted not picking up the drapes at the store that has now been waiting for two weeks. Mental note: pick up drapes or continue with insomnia. I went back to my room and was only slightly annoyed at the boldness of such a beautiful sky. It is a gorgeous night, though. I looked out of the naked window and drank in the view.The apartm...