By Vogler from Wikimedia Commons.
As a tattoo artist, Jilly had met many “unusual” people, but this particular repeat customer was the most unique.
Jilly shivered as the tall lean woman floated through the parlor door and sank immediately into Jilly’s “design” chair.
“Hi!” Jilly greeted with a nervous wave of her hand. Usually blunt and confident, Jilly’s demeanor changed when this client appeared weekly.
Jilly began again: “This is your 13th appointment.” Continue reading
“What’s for breakfast?” my son asks. He’s visiting from California thanks to a Boston business trip.
“Malevolent . Ensorcell. Palatable.”
Sean watches me pour the words into my cereal bowl. “Are you adding milk to that?” he wonders out loud.
“I like my words dry,” I respond.
My sophisticated adult son sits down with a thud. The look in his gray-green eyes changes from amusement to concern in seconds. Continue reading
Right between sensible and fantastical
Ilive my waking life partly in this world of
Darkness and light, but partly Continue reading
What have you been doing all morning?
Well, um, I’ve been busy.
With what?
I woke up late, I admit. Almost 5:30 a.m. But for the next 15 minutes I stretched my body… and my mind.
What do you mean? Continue reading
My name is Pamela, and I am a middle-aged woman.
I’m not always middle-aged, and I’m not always a woman.
I never told my family this, but once, long ago and yet still now (on the time spectrum that surrounds us, even though most refuse to see it), I am the princess of an enchanted island. Continue reading
