When I was in fifth grade, my school bus driver gave me my first-ever cassette tape: Van Halen’s 1984. I don’t know what prompted him to do it. Big Ricky* was a heavyset black man who never got mad and always had a smile for even the worst-behaved kids on the bus. Maybe he looked … Continue reading Big Ricky
Barbi stands with her back to the mountains, arms raised. Behind her, heat-haze suggests a lake where there isn't one. Jack revs his engine. For a minute, I forget I'm gonna lose. When the dust settles, Jack’s waiting, already smoking. Barbi, though, she saved her smile for me. Featured image by Norbert Schmitz from Pixabay
It's seven o'clock and I'm completely brain dead. I can't even imagine how my kids feel, but they're resilient. Or so I'm told. We've been at this online school thing for three and a half weeks now, and the kids are just getting the hang of the new routine. I have to say: their schools … Continue reading Resilience
Anji was blessed never to know darkness—I thought.
I'm pleased to say I've won an honorable mention in the Dreamers Creative Writing 2020 Haiku Contest! I submitted on a whim, but I really do like my little poem. While I love writing poetry (especially formal poetry), I don't consider myself a poet. I do like poetic language, and try to incorporate some of … Continue reading News: Dreamers 2020 Haiku Contest
