Columbia

Columbia

By J. Parrish Lewis remember when we muddied our elbows and knees, crawling through the creek? we kept our eyes trained for the enemy. we built forts above and below and sometimes in between we saw eyes staring out of sewers and imagined monsters it was probably only...

It was a dark and stormy Father’s Day

Thunder crashed. Wind lamented its life with haunted howls. Cats screeched or perhaps meowed. I heard none of this, of course, but it happened. Lightning flashes lit up the frame of the front door. The doorknob turned. Slowly, steadily, ever so mercilessly. From...

Cloud 9 With Chance of Bunnies

Tipped my head in Ladybug’s direction, talking to my wife. “She said earlier today, ‘when we move to our new house can we pleaaaaase have a compost?'” The eavesdropping Ladybug jumped forward and launched into her reasons why she wants a...

Unidentified Flying Orange

Went to Farmers’ market this morning, with the kiddos in tow. Got some leeks, Romaine, free range eggs -sadly, the white- and a trio of Greek delicacies including the necessary dolmas. Out of nowhere, a large orange flew at my head, smacking me right in the...