Tag: Father

A Father-Son Creation

The following is a collaborative effort between myself and my ten-year-old son. The initial concept was his. He was two pages in when he said he’d written himself into a corner. I was impressed with what he’d come up with and didn’t want to see the story wasted, […]

Rich Like We Were

Our dreams have a way of regressing us, donโ€™t they? In our waking hours, we can remain masters of our own domain (or so we like to think), but in our dreams we may become the lost child we all fear we areโ€”the kid who forgot to wear […]

The Pretender and the You

Mornings I stand at the window, watching you, waiting for you to go. I stand until my feet grow tired, and I wonder sometimes what takes you so long to pull away. How things have changed. Not long ago, I ran to catch you before you walked out […]

Stay Present

This won’t be an easy one for me. I will be touching on things that make me uncomfortable, but I think I ought to say what I am compelled to say, and I believe I need to read these words, once they’ve tethered to one another and been […]

A Name, Remembered

The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth. There was the taste, then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through a body, […]

The Cute Bat

I keep this art piece above the computer in my office at work, so I catch sight of it regularly throughout the day. My heart tends to race a bit every time I glance at it, and I’m not sure why. I love this picture. My oldest son […]

How Priceless

How heavy the toll false life exacts a fee commissioned for every earthbound judgement we treat as luxuries the anger, disappointment, fear shame wrought by the empowered by us, to us How priceless the strength Life fueled hope maintained Love enduring in silence rebuking such hate in silence […]

Worlds Collide

You’re a lonely looking thing – a paradox in this microcosm of modern society, everybody here and not really here, everybody rushing to someplace they can barely remember they were in such a hurry to get to, rushing to spend money on uselessness, to numb aches with moments […]

To Sate The Insatiable

I’ve been fighting for time to write this blog for about a week now, ever since an unofficial challenge was proposed by my friend Rabid Mongoose. He and I were in a discussion on the concept of human desire and the ways that it more often than not […]