October 2019

The Kiss

It begins harmlessly enough, the first kiss. Who really knows what to expect? Only that it won’t be the last. ********** They were young, the night was dark, the Senior prom was over. They sat in his car in the moonlit parking lot behind the school auditorium while the crowd thinned out. Intensity filled the …

Resting on our Laurels

The older I get, the better I was.”  Anonymously inspired. ********** Laurels…we’ve got plenty of ‘em. They cling to our walls and clutter our closets. Our photo albums bulge with them. Metals and badges occupy vases, shelves and cabinets. Storage units overflow with yesterday’s cast offs. Out of sight, out of mind. Why do we …