The Endless Night

I am chopping onions and garlic for dinner and my two year-old is playing with his cars. My house and my home are humming along just fine. Earlier I had been sent home from work early. The University I work for decided to close campus for the next day and a half due to unheardContinue reading “The Endless Night”

Late for Work

Lucas packed his work bag, filled his coffee mug, and headed out into the chill. He hastily sipped his coffee before flinging his car door open. Once inside, he position his items, started the car, and opened the garage door. Each action a smooth, practiced motion that took a fraction of a second. The engineContinue reading “Late for Work”

Illustrate our world

Words are exacting with their imprecision. Capturing moods, colors, but leaving measurements and formulas out. Words illustrate our world as paintings use the human eye to capture low lighting though the proportions are disjointed. This is how the writing goes painful and broken. Without sacrifice there can’t be art. Finding strength with my pen, liftingContinue reading “Illustrate our world”

Some other mother

It’s so stupid how out of no where it hits you. This wave of sorrow and guilt for something that isn’t even your fault. How tears eat away at brown eyes and you remember when your co-worker made you cry. How it was nothing in particular but really it was the weight of the wholeContinue reading “Some other mother”

Welcome to the world

Ah, and so there must always be a first. A first deep breath of a spring morning, the first kiss of the day, and even the first blog post. Things are heating up and getting real in my writing life. It’s certainly not visible to the outside world *cough-cough* you guys, but we are feelingContinue reading “Welcome to the world”