Travel in Six Words
Travel in Six Words Journey to a distant place, travel. By Shari Marshall – 2019
Travel in Six Words Journey to a distant place, travel. By Shari Marshall – 2019
The blackness in the room is complete. The rhythmic breathing from the other twin bed is a sure sign it will be a while till everyone in the room is awake. On tip toes she sneaks to the bathroom to dress for the day and pulls her thick corn braids back into a bobble hair… Continue reading Abroad
Google defines anticipate as “regard as probable; expect or predict” retrieved November 1, 2019. Anticipate They bumped and rumbled over the runway. She imagined the tiny wheels getting smaller and smaller, worn away by the rough asphalt. Silly she knew but having never flown before it was easy to imagine things as very different then… Continue reading Anticipate
Sleep(less): A Young Police Mom & the Last Fingers of Tiredness As Zarya’s 5’3 and 135 pound frame enters the daycare she is swarmed by a mob of hyper toddlers jumping, hugging, grabbing, and generally causing mischief. One small hand reaches out and starts to pull her baton from her duty belt. With a mother’s… Continue reading Re-Blog – Sleep(less)
It was late and the darkness in my apartment was heavy but not quiet. There was always some kind of noise in the hallway, sometimes it was like living in a hotel with those all hours voices and traffic in the halls. That was why when I first heard the noise I wasn’t sure if… Continue reading Obsessive Attention
I originally post Santa Photo Mom in December of 2015. It is one of my favourite posts and I like to share it. Not much has changed since then except that there is no longer and duck and roll moves preformed when Santa makes an appearance. Some years since have had just the boys in the… Continue reading Re-Blog: Santa Photo Mom
The photographs have aged well. Looking at the soft blue sky in the picture’s background it is easy to image that humid oppressive Ontario heat blanketing the day with whispered promises of a lightning storm to come. That means there is a schedule to follow on this hot afternoon. The photographer stands unseen behind the… Continue reading The Big Escape
The following piece of non-fiction is another short excerpt from the memoirs I wrote a few years ago during NaNoWriMo. I have provided a name for the purpose of posting today, “A Small Girl.” Feedback is welcome in the comment section below. * * * A small girl The little 43 millilitre bottle with its… Continue reading A small girl
The Penis Chronicles presents “Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother” The bright florescent lighting in the main bath barely casts any light into the aged and worn shower stall. The dimness is intensified by the faded grey tile displaying calcium build-ups like a medal of honour. The water just won’t reach the… Continue reading Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
She hops around in the shaggy lawn. The dew in the grass is cold on the delicate pads of her paws. She is startled by a sudden bodily impulse and she squats without warning to pee. He big brown eyes look up in shock. The cold is too much though and once again she is… Continue reading Willow