A Magnet for Anxiety

Sitting in the room, the silence expanding. I have feeling to move and it demanding; Demanding me to do something, anything maybe everything, and yet I do nothing. My mind is racing yet nothing sticks. Everything feels overwhelming and makes me sick. I'm a magnet for anxiety, everything moves yet is still I want to …

The Smell of Summer

Yesterday, today and tomorrow will all smell new; from the smell of food, to grass in fresh dew. Some days I smell bar- b- que and its plethora of food. It makes me think of family with a "togetherness" mood. Other days, I smell the crisp down pour of summer rain, the water feeding the …

Pick up the Trumpet

She walked past the living room and looked with a frown. The brassy trumpet she bought was laying on the ground. Her son had asked to let him join the middle school's band, yet he sat on the couch; feet kicked up and controller in hand. His hoodie obscured round eyes and kinky hair, she …