As you pour dry roasted peanuts and fruit cocktail with extra cherries into Siggi's Icelandic style Skyr strained non-fat strawberry yogurt, you remember you're out of 2% lactose free milk, Buf Pufs and toilet paper.
A few expiration dates come to mind: 3/28/12 on the Greek style hummus which you remember because it's your youngest son's birthday and 3/12/12 on the Cage Free eggs, which reminds you that you have one kid out of school next Friday and both out the following… Continue
Added by Teresa on February 12, 2012 at 10:00am —
Eyes closed and hands stretched out, she walked slowly into the warm sunlight. Ella felt the cool grass beneath her feet and paused to smell the sweet air. She stood in the middle of the yard her face turned toward the sky ,the sun glowed red behind her eyelids. On the other side of the fence children squealed as they ran playing , the couple across the street playfully danced while washing their car to salsa music, showy urban cars crept by, bass blaring. The sent of new mowed lawns and… Continue
Added by Dominique Boller on April 13, 2011 at 9:30am —
Black ink tattoos the ancient skin of his LIterature degree, stretched upon the wall with a dusty shard of glass, planked by sanded plain black wood. He steps through his apartment door, whose cracked paint resembles the roadmap of his life: lots of streets going nowhere. His Timex bleeps its midnight chime while he makes himself a cup of tea, as it does every night after… Continue
Added by J.L. McGrael on April 28, 2010 at 5:00pm —
There has always been something in the way, some obstacle i had to get over, another hurdle to jump, another stone in my shoe, another skinned knee... mostly the obstacle was you. There have been excuses, and miles, and unsent postcard that were hand delivered. Unshed tears saved until they turned into a failed tempest in a storm - a storm in a teacup is what you were. When the world fell down around us, you crumbled with it, taking sanity down with you and screaming into my thoughts to… Continue
Added by Hasina Suliman on December 27, 2009 at 9:46am —
"He's sat with Mr. Sanchez every day for a week talking to him, just talking to him" one nurse told the other as she motioned toward the man sitting at the bedside of the aforementioned Mr. Sanchez.
"I didn't think he had any family. Do you think he knows that we are pulling the plug today?" the second nurse asks.
"He should, it says so right on the door as you walk in. You can't help but notice it."
The man suddenly stood, bowed to Mr. Sanchez and left the… Continue
Added by Javier M. Ayala on September 21, 2009 at 10:41pm —
Life is a river -- from down to upstream it encompasses all that we know or ever will know; moving sometimes slowly and sometimes swiftly along its banks.
And it would be nice to run along its banks and scoop up the moment where you met your first love or the moment you felt greatest joy.
But also while you scooped up that moment you had to scoop up others for its liquid is intermixed; the day your father hit you or the day when you realized that all things… Continue
Added by Javier M. Ayala on September 20, 2009 at 10:28pm —
At a time when I was soft and round and smelled of lanolin, powder and new life, I cried to be held, touched, loved; but no one came.
And as I struggled to hold my balance, wobbly but standing erect, then anguished over the process of mimicking sounds and comprehending meaning, I realized could not decipher the strange characters that appeared in the world around me on paper and billboards while others could simply look at those lines and curves and dots and gain meaning...and I… Continue
Added by Charlie Rhodes on August 19, 2009 at 6:00pm —
I spoke with a friend last night of yesterday and today, of things done and what may come with sharpness and clarity.
Frankly Ed’s words dropped like butterscotch lollipops, caramel cream and other such sugary things as he spit rhymes of better times halting talk and whatnot of yesterday’s tomorrow, musing that “what our culture wrought is culture rot” leaving little for the future.
We spoke of masses revering philistines in designer jeans and TV passing as reality;… Continue
Added by Charlie Rhodes on August 10, 2009 at 3:16pm —
I sat there trapped for what seemed like the gazillionth time listening to her pontificate love and relationships; I mean she was
the premiere authority on the subject you know, just look at her marriage, “It’s like serendipity you know; our love is magical, more than I could have ever dreamed.” Her friends gooed and gawed at her marvelous life and magical love and magnificent husband, and he was magnificent, but that is beside the point. I couldn’t bear to hear yet another… Continue
Added by Charlie Rhodes on August 7, 2009 at 5:00pm —
Many wanted an explanation after the apocalypse. After all of the plagues, pestilences and wars, space shuttles killing teachers and precious souls lost to miscarriages, most humans wanted Him to answer.
The souls of all the fish, beasts and birds those humans had eaten across millennia followed after them, intent on meeting whoever was behind this mess – and much to the chagrin of vegetarians, the souls of a trillion carrots were amongst the cattle.
Anubis, Anansi, Apollo… Continue
Added by John Wiswell on March 1, 2009 at 11:00am —
I found myself in pieces of paraphernalia, in boxes and pictures.
I saw my personality in the form of paper, glue, scissors and everything girlish.
Amusement spreads along my lips, teasing the corners into a smile, there is no reason to keep all of these things… pieces of who I was while growing up.
The photo albums and stickers from school days, a box of straight A report cards that seemed to be promising of a life yet to come.
Old cards, secret love notes and a map for the… Continue
Added by Hasina Suliman on February 14, 2009 at 1:00am —
Her mirror gasped ‘oh no, not you again’
There is no amusement in watching life begin to show its signs on your skin, and smile lines.
‘I need a new age defying moisturizer’, she thinks.
There’s no way to undo times impact on your life.
‘maybe a new heart, mines far to jaded and cynical for love’
A smile breaks onto her face, ‘maybe get a younger boyfriend, I don’t look as old as I am’, she winks at her reflection
Added by Hasina Suliman on February 13, 2009 at 1:00am —
Open wide, anesthetic will be quick.
Heart pounding, closed eyes, everything is drowned out by the feeling of the needle penetrating the gum… squeezing mum’s hand.
The worst is yet to come.
What’s the point of wisdom teeth anyway?
The dental assistant places her hands on either side of your head to hold you still, your jaw parts in slow motion and the dentist peeks in.
Added by Hasina Suliman on February 9, 2009 at 1:30am —
To be focused means having a keen sense of direction, every thought, action and association has a purpose, outstanding leaders are focused. Live on Purpose: We must understand that our life is a gift from God and the use of our life is a gift to God. Know Thy Self, Outstanding leaders know their strengths and opportunities, stay in your lane, do what you do best and delegate the rest. Keep the Main Thing the Main Thing: A double minded man is unstable in all his ways, all distractions are… Continue
Added by Kenneth Brown on October 23, 2008 at 4:18pm —