the Optimist

She closed the book, placed it on the table, and finally, decided to walk through the door. How could an estate sale list get any sadder, she thought? Making her way up the dark stairs to the bleak rooftop, she reviewed the list in her mind. “Baby shoes, new. Never worn. $2” “Various romantic movies,…

Drum Party

I can’t remember wakening to the sound of birds before, ever. It was a minor surprise that the already warm tropical sun hadn’t done it earlier, or, as I slowly focused my thoughts, the crashing waves on the nearby shoreline. Those, I soon discovered, were infinitely unimportant observations compared to the ones my sand filled…

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