Bare Feet in Frog Fruit

Bare Feet in Frog Fruit

September rolled in and rolled out on a King Tide. In between it seemed to creep. Slow time bookended by rising sea. I drove east today. Unplanned and entirely needed. What used to be near-endless pasture is all neat rows of identical houses now. I couldn’t breathe until I passed it. Once it hit the [...]

Turn for the Tide

Part One: The Glow . Our leader quickly explains what I will need to hurriedly write down. As scribe, I will listen for tag numbers, latitude, longitude, measurements, physical descriptors, and military time. I nod, hoping I won’t forget my instructions or fall behind. How quickly will this all happen? The tag, medical pack, a [...]

Spin Cycle

The smell of Gain and dryer sheets is so thick I can feel it in my pores. A fan spins in rhythm with the massive dryers. l think of all the places I’ve watched my clothes spin. There was the laundry room in my dormitory building where I alternated between studying textbooks and the pages [...]

Like Coming Home

My grandparents house always had a distinctive, sort of clean laundry smell. Today that sweet fragrance punched me right in the face. I cried. Within seconds of scent recognition, without even a conscious thought; I just lost it. Tears were burning my eyes and it felt like saying goodbye all over again. I put on [...]