A Rest at Lake Skanatatti
Haibun Sunlight flashes off the ripples spreading across Lake Skanatatti. We sit on a courtyard-sized outcropping. A Brazilian woman with a flower tattoo on her bare left shoulder talks into a two-way radio. Her...
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An Early Present
Haibun We plant petunias at Dad’s grave. I hoe out holes in front of the headstone. Frankie places the plants in and covers their roots with dirt. We plant two rows — three to...
Tripping With Dad – Part Two
Short Story I scanned the Pay-Per-View channel for something science fiction, but there was nothing. I didn’t recognize many of the films, so I chose based on actor and genre. I remembered that...
Spring Suite, Part I: At the NJ Botanical Gardens
Haibun The twin rows of apple trees define a path down the center of Skyland Manor’s Great Lawn. They won’t blossom until May. Many other trees already do. Daffodils, hydrangeas, and other plants, as...
Ironic Contrasts
Haibun The sun teases us all. A shower of fiery light promises warmth before rain-filled cumulus eclipse it. A spatter of cold drizzle falls. Then stops. A breeze reminiscent of the record-setting bygone winter...
Ode to Grandfathers
Short Fiction “What was grandpa like?” Katie, surprised, dropped her book and turned around to face her younger brother. “What?” “I’m pretty sure you heard me the first time,” replied Jackson. “I’m assuming you mean...
Another March 23rd
Haibun Sink into a chair. So tired. Body, weeping aches instead of tears. Meanwhile, Mom copes with Granny’s birthday. Alone. Again. receding snow her occasional cough from downstairs more by FRANK J....
Soraya’s Annual
Haibun I receive a call from AnaMaria. A family awaits me outside 282. I head to the office suite to meet them. Only they aren’t the family I’m expecting. I swallow, open the door...
