April 21, 2024

Seder

Beitzah: check (the smell of the hard-boiled egg made her gag). Zero’ah: check. Charoset: check (and of course she scooped up some with her finger and licked it clean). In the centre hollow – maror and dates. I hope Irit and Mirele break a tooth on the seed. Expensive dentistry!
April 8, 2024

A New Mother; Matritva

When she said that, I noticed that the baby's head was falling downward. I thought this strange because I have always heard that new mothers ooze with motherhood and instinct. But in this case, it seemed like she had no concern for the baby. Ignoring the other red flags, my brain compensated with the thought: Maybe she is exhausted?
February 24, 2023

Too Pointless

“The alarm. I have to go home today.” Not being able to take his breath, she sits up and lights a cigarette from her pack on the nightstand. She spots the watery rum and coke also on her nightstand and downs it. When the clock radio clicks and an announcer’s laugh shoots out of it, she hits the snooze button again and allows herself nine more minutes of staring off into space. After eight minutes, she unplugs the radio so that the alarm does not get Rob up.
February 17, 2023

The Girl in the Sand

She looked around and saw only a sea of sand. Dunes that swept out for as far as the eye could see. She decided to walk, for what else was there to do but walk? But in what direction should she go? The only path she could take was forwards. So, she walked forwards across the sand, her bare feet sinking with each step.
December 24, 2022

Man in the Shadows

Lydie walked down the sidewalk, enjoying the lazy snowfall. She felt as if she were in a snow globe. How pretty it was with Christmas lights up around the city. Her boots clacked on the sidewalk as she made her way home. It had been a rough day trying to get everything in under the deadline. She wondered why her coworkers panicked when they knew this day would come. But, as usual, they got the newspaper finished under the wire.
September 9, 2022

Murderer’s Creek

Charlie had been in Vietnam as had Drake. Charlie worked as a cook in the army and Drake operated heavy equipment, so neither of them were ever in real combat, although both had hunkered down at night when there was incoming. Back in the states when they were neighbors, Drake was a road paver for the city of Beaverton, and Charlie had a mobile sawmill, so they had a common blue-collar argot, and this could make them friends…
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