I had just put together the disembodied alien when the radio sounded. American Authors sings “this is gonna be the best day of my life…” I slap the off switch. Lying in bed, in shock. Every cell throbs with the strain of being awake. I hope to nod […]
Another sip of hot, honey-sweetened chamomile tea. More clock ticks, and the hum of the refrigerator. Soft light from the new stainless-steel ceiling fan illuminates both the walls’ yellow eggshell finish and the golden brown of our “Grandma’s” table. If not for the hour, this could be morning. […]
Lessons prepared. Other work will wait. I enjoy the rest of a relaxing day with the family: football, phone calls, the great outdoors. Even Syfy! Still, an uneasiness arises, like the phantom prick of a splinter removed from an old callous. I gave up YABC. It’s a deliverance, […]
During the Giant game, a tease of a drive turns into a route. One I missed while at the Res with family. Sitting on a rock overlooking the reservoir. Lost in permutating ripples, and our stillness. sun’s reflectionstaring from a muddy bankbullfrog Photo by Izabella Taylor first published in […]
Two middle-aged women arrive from RPRC. After a brief conversation at our kitchen table, which they record, they take EMF readings throughout the house. After they finish, they say that they can’t get the specific readings that they look for, because the electrical wiring and system emits too […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
