Even though it’s pouring rain, all the windows are open and I’m barefoot. I am wearing a sweater over my tank top, there’s a cool edge on the air, but it’s just while I write, if I were moving around at all, I’d be too warm, pronto. It’s our last morning in Pahala, a former …
Comments are closed on this post. Winner TBD next week. Thanks! “Oh my god, you guys are OLD! You HAVE to do video!” That’s a video blogger I’ve found myself in the company of at a meetup or two and were he not packaged as what otherwise seems like a nice guy, this sentence would …
First things first. THANK YOU for all the great submissions and participating in 29 Guests! It was great to have the month off, but also, it was great to see so many voices from so many places all here on my little blog. Wow. That was an awesome potluck. I hope you enjoyed it as …
“Fried egg sandwich work with you?”, he choked out. “Yeah, that’s fine.” I replied, too hungry to care about his feelings, but filled with shame nonetheless. “Brown bread or white?” This was going to be a long meal. The Appalachian Mountains run their course and meekly sink into the ocean as boulders at L’Anse aux …
I’m on a flight to American Samoa to meet my birth family and, like any teenager, I am daydreaming. Of exotic red flowers, blooming behind my ears; coconut milk, and pineapple-scented breezes; digging my toes into white sand under a bright sky full of stars; smooth-skinned brown boys, roughly my age; and a parade thrown …
Hiss. Chirrup. I’m standing knee-deep in a thick carpet of heather on top of a hill in the middle of nowhere — and my brain is trying to escape through my ears. Rrrrribbit. If you’ve ever been to a rock concert where you hit the interval and suddenly there’s nothing squeezing your head in a …