write while it rains

Sunday morning and it finally rained. Late night last night, meaning I drove home from Cincinnati. I found myself at a street fair. All dressed up and somewhere to go. Let me back up. Oh, it’s raining now. As if the world waited for me to fully embrace the truth and lifted the drought. If … More write while it rains


I was walking, on my way home after a run, and noticed something. A bright orange piece of paper on the ground. My neighbor’s yard, across the street. Very near the sidewalk, so it appeared to be trash. It was Tuesday, which is garbage day for us. I picked it up. Examined it a bit. … More discovery