Rejected

Well, they pulled the trigger and I can’t say I’m surprised. It’s hard to think what I have to say is important when every letter has “sorry to inform you” in the second line. What am I supposed to do with that? Pull up the planks of those sentences and nail together a raft as …

Drought

There’s a pit I used to fill with notes, songs and pictures of us together. Abundantly, they’d fall from my fingertips. Every time my mouth opened, blessings poured out in your name and the pit overflowed into an oasis of our own creation. There’d be days I’d toil for words; days my arms would go …

Loveliness

A bloom of ladybugs is called a loveliness, I think as a tear streaks across my face like a firework scream in the open, July sky. A loveliness. My mom bought a swarm of them once. Let them loose on a golden chain tree bejeweled with aphids. Turned the right way, those green lice hummed …

Cold Cases

Snohomish country, sandwiched between Skagit and King county in evergreen Washington state, has over sixty pending cold cases. Some stretch all the way back to the sixties while others are less than a year old. Improvements in forensic analysis as well as unique approaches in building awareness have shed light on a handful of these …

The Dog: Part One

“Excuse me, ma’am? Looks like your coupon is expired.”“Well, scan it again.”The tall, too-slender cashier forced a smile as she scanned the coupon. The register buzzed angrily. “ERR, CPN EXPR” popped up in green letters. It was only to be expected. The coupon, as evident by its faded print and worn edges, was two years …

Unwelcome Interview

Roger’s coffee had cooled considerably but he hardly noticed. There were only two situations he allowed his coffee to get cold. Either he was shoulders deep working on an engine or he was having a particularly great conversation. This cup had been neglected for the second reason. “‘Ey, Roger,” said one of the three dwarves sitying at his table […]

A Park

The crow sat on a park bench And the crow is all that it was. A nameless entity, a smear of anonymity, because what was a name to a crow? Simply a word, an abbreviated concept. One word could not sum up its existence, its iridescent quirks, glaring faults and all that whirled inside. No, …