The old man hunched over into his cloak. His head dwelt somewhere in the folds of its hood. Carr imagined it to be shrunken. Valleys of age rippling parallel to each other like the walnuts he’d seen as a child. Once again, the tankard was brought into the shadows of that hood and Carr was … Read more
There are two kinds of people, those who think self-care is a scam, and those who own a special spoon for bath salts. I’m the second kind. My spoon has a mother-of-pearl handle and a dent that looks like a crescent moon. Pretentious? Yes. But crying into a towel while your bathwater goes cold is … Read more
Morning light creeps through my curtains. I promised Mom I would be up by now. I reach for my phone. I shoot upright, alert now. It’s 7:32 am. Why didn’t my alarm go off? I must have turned it off during fall break. Great! So much for promises. I dump cold eggs and bacon into … Read more
The sun and the clouds were having a ball. Spinning around and around in gay abandonment. The light show was tongue-in-cheek dramatic. A sense of fun as a last hurrah. Autumn was nigh but content to pause and allow Summer a little more time. The leaves could have another few days in their present clothes. … Read more
Once upon a more dignified time, I wore velvet waistcoats, wrote with a raven-feather quill, and was addressed as “Master Sinclair.” I dined with queens, lectured on alchemy, and owned more hair than modesty. Now I have fins. Not elegant fins, mind you. I am a goldfish—orange as a poorly baked tart and … Read more