
The only time I met Ismail he was crouched down against the rough brick and flint church wall at the bus stop at St Mark’s church where I had been cleaning the altar brasses.
‘Are you alright?’ My question was …
The only time I met Ismail he was crouched down against the rough brick and flint church wall at the bus stop at St Mark’s church where I had been cleaning the altar brasses.
‘Are you alright?’ My question was …
My neighbor, Higgins, came home from work yesterday, walked in the house and dropped dead. Slumped dead would be more accurate. As always, Blanche was watching Fox News Channel, working herself into a bit of a dither over the latest …
When we had grown accustomed to the cold darkness, the lights came on, and even though snowdrifts blocked our views from most of the downstairs, and some of the upstairs windows, we could at last see the sun.
My father …
Three hours before departure, the automatic entrance closed behind them and Ferd and Cass headed home. Not even nine o’clock, the airport abuzz. Babble of languages, child whine, a stroller bumped Ferd. The mother did not acknowledge him and he …
As she gazes at the photo, the memory of coconut oil almost smells real. Her parents wore their tans like medals as they posed in front of their second-hand camper. She was there too, just a little tyke at the …
Part 1
Do you know the difference between cement and concrete? You shouldn’t focus too hard on the science. It can’t explain it. It was never cement, and always concrete I think. But we called them men of cement because …
What are the different types of love?
If you’re as much into proverbs as I am, then you may have heard the famous adage by Kate Rose about love:
“Often our first is when we are young, high school even. …
Dad wanted to be scaring crows on the hill by dark, but here he is stiffening on the kitchen table as they squabble.
Big sister Lisa demands Dad be in his favourite barn jeans.
Fair. Seems appropriate.
Little brother Dan—home …
Anna gathered warm brown eggs from the nests on the weathered gray boards in the chicken coop. Outside in the pen enclosure, the white hens cackled in protest of her disturbance.
Next morning, Anna’s eldest son, John, would ride the …
They put me in jail once for being drunk and dazed and standing around in the wrong place and the police were quite kind about it. In this town, there are not too many places where they can go and unwrap the darker parts of their souls and I …