Rain pelted the leaves,

A quiet racket.

That empty space was huge,

Opening to a sob.

It seemed so never ending,

Then a smile healed....

My candy basket was empty and I wanted that to change, so pulling my mask down, I stepped out the door. The chill on the back of my neck was odd because the air was warm. Suddenly the houses tilted left, beckoning me to step that direction. My feet almost pulled me to that strange house at the end of the street. Unlit yet beckoning, I shivered as I looked up the overgrown walkway. She, or I thi...

Hate that I have to park here. Not sure it’s safe but I can’t go any further. Besides, there’s no place for me to go. Lousy to think that, but it’s true. At least for now. Nowhere to go. Actually, worse, no one to go to.

Seems like an OK place to hang for the night. Other cars around, street is fairly quiet except for those kids chatting on the bench at the corner. Is that a bus stop o...

Started the car. Eyes almost open so ok to go. Phone plugged in so Maps can guide me. Follow the route. Voice tells me go left, then go right. Get there. Park. A small house holds my objective. In I go. Funky. Love it. Order. Pay. He makes it, looking carefully as the twin brown streams falling into the cup. Hands the cup to me. I pause, smell, and finally taste. It’s marvelous, rich, ...

“Who are they and what do they want?” Danger alerted every fiber of my being. Those red things clomping toward me could only be trouble. I’ve been here so long and nothing like this has ever happened before. At least I don’t think so. There’s that prickly feeling in the back of my …. I’m not sure where my back is even as I say the word. No, nothing happened before. Got to be certain of that....

My eyelids descend like a falling leaf,

Separating me from a world of light,

From sounds of green beatles and songs of birds.

I live these moments within the dark,

Unknown to me as sap to tree,

Yet within all, there’s hope to fuel our flow....

Dying wasn’t hard

Goodbye to my loved ones was

Happened in a blink....

Somehow I’m supposed to write a story where the first word of each sentence spells spell.

Perhaps I’ll be able to do it. Perhaps not.

Effort is what I need to accomplish this challenge.

Limited success is all I need.

Love to face a challenge and, as if by magic spell, finish....

“These bags seem a bit heavier that I expected. OK, now let’s put this stuff away.” Those were my thoughts that morning as the delivery gal got back in her car and drove away. If only I’d known!

I put two bags up on the counter and left the heavy one on the floor. Could have lifted it but why bother. It would be easier when I unloaded it. Started pulling stuff from the first bag, some appl...

‘No, never. And I mean never.’ Why can’t he understand. It seems so simple. The color is Chartreuse. And he should know because he drinks enough of it. But when I ask him to pick up a specific blouse of a specific color at a specific store, I wonder what clouds his mind or his eyes or his brain. He can’t be color blind. He so right on when I ask him how the top and pants I’m wearing go to...