Our journeys are filled with chances Doorways to not now Some taken, some ignored, some slammed Some never noticed Until the clarity of time reveals the miss Is it fair, at this point, any point To wonder about the branches Ponder the paths pursued and passed What slipped […]
Bjorn, left: “Well, I hear that those wretched Americans are coming down out of the hills of Cómpeta and headed to Malaga.” Torvik, right: “Those words make me weep with inconsolable abandon. Why must they torture us so?” Bjorn: “Now, now. We have to give the poor things […]
Another questionable treasure from the archives… 1. The name game. You’re standing there with people you have known all your life, talking about other people you have known all your life, and suddenly you can’t remember the name of your first cousin that you have known all […]
First there was this, one morning, with the sun still newborn Beckoning quaintly, softly, painted on a rock wall No flashy billboards in this quiet mountain town, stuffed with garishness Fake smiles filled with fake teeth, techno beats from advertising dances Here they keep it simple. This is […]
Note: Before the concept of international travel became a fading concept with That Wretched Beast Known as Covid, we traveled to Spain quite often. In order to keep the hope alive of once again returning to said lovely country, I have yanked this travel tale from the archives. […]
Dusty archives, once again… 1. Saying “excuse me” when you sneeze, even though no one else is in the room. That’s very polite of you. It’s also slightly neurotic. But that’s okay. As long as you keep that natural reflex going, you’ll be sure to apologize at more […]
Somewhere, over there Many thousands of miles Lies my homeland Where so much Has gone so wrong Democracy has been wounded Stabbed by the flailing blind Compelled by ignorance and fear I don’t understand How some can harbor so much hate Such indecency, festering, fertilized in the […]
Note: This is an older post that I dug out of the archives, not because we are about to be leaving on a jet plane, but because we are in the midst of finalizing plans for another Spanish jaunt next June. I thought it would be interesting to […]
This week’s story prompt is wide open, with many possibilities. Where are we going? Where did we come from? Am I wearing the right outfit? Do I have enough money to pay for what’s about to happen? Why are there no other people here? Are we in trouble? […]
Dear Person Looking at Me, I need your help. I don’t remember what I did to end up in this situation. But somebody told me you could write a little story in the comments about how I got here. It would sure be swell if you could. Because […]
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