For Mom and Dad. Thank you for reading to me. A Hundred Easy Lessons, and these have shaped me most. On my fifth birthday, Mom gave me an imagination. It was made up of dusty pages from old books, broadsword… Continue Reading
We had a dog when I was six that could float. I was the first one to notice when it started. We were all sitting down to eat one night when I saw something black and shaggy hovering just above… Continue Reading
Papa comes home with a large white canvas and a brown paper bag filled with paints and brushes. He closes the cabin door behind him, shutting out the flurries, and shakes the snow from his hair. “Use these,” he says.… Continue Reading
It was the spring of my sophomore year that the craft was discovered, half buried at the bottom of an ocean trench. Out of black waters they dragged it up, and brought it to the harbor, shining in the sun… Continue Reading