Night Noises

Night Noises

Pops and bangs awaken me from sweet dreams and I startle upright in my bed. It takes a few moments for me to get my bearings, and a peek through my window blinds, to realize it’s just the neighbor boys shooting off random firecrackers…again. It’s the Fourth of July...
Ink & Pencil

Ink & Pencil

On sequestered writing days, I wear downgraded clothes, which are inappropriate for answering the front door, or even for looking at my reflection in my own mirrors. On these days, my husband will offer to bring me a sandwich from anywhere I choose. He says a new...

Real

He stands at the parking lot exit of the Safeway on the sidewalk. His brown hands shake continuously as he holds a simple cardboard sign that reads “HELP.” I’ve seen him there for about six months, not every day, but almost every other. He dresses well, in never-dirty...

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