Eggs? Oscar almost dropped his keys as his phone chimed in his pocket. It was Esther. “Hi.” “Well hello there.” He could hear the smile in her voice. “Sounds like I caught you at a bad time.” He chuckled, “it’s okay.” “What kind of plans do you have tonight?” “I was hoping dinner with youContinue reading “Winter Season”
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Winter Season
Locked up Esther was comin’ over to help Oscar clean in the basement. He had bought a box of masks so the dust wouldn’t kill her. The plan was to bring stuff out of the basement into the garage, sort it into trash verses stuff they might could sell. His aunt and uncle had beenContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Poem Oscar had left for work. Esther yawned and stretched herself to the bathroom. She noticed a notebook on the back of the commode. Oscar was leaving little things at her house. This notebook for example. Was this the proper way of easing into having someone live with you? A little at a time? OrContinue reading “Winter Season”
But I’m not him… ?!
I am who I am. There’s nothing wrong with me. Take me as I am. Or don’t take me at all. I’d rather be alone in my castle, than to share a hovel with you. I am perfect. I am. I….. You come to my way of thinking. Screw meeting in the middle. Compromise isContinue reading “But I’m not him… ?!”
Winter Season
Are violets really blue? There was an envelope attached to his front door. There was a picture of her house. The back read: Roses are red. Are violets really blue? Come on over, something is waiting for you. On her front door was another envelope. The picture was of her back porch. The back read:Continue reading “Winter Season”
The prize
Melt me. Set me free. ~ Are you willing to find the prize hidden inside. Are you able to fine where a future resides? ~ Melt me. Set me free. ~ A story fit for generations. A depth seeking penetration. ~ Melt me. Set me free. ~ A kind word. A gentle art. No games.Continue reading “The prize”
Winter Season
Valentines Day Oscar didn’t care for Valentine’s Day. It was the day for lovers and he’d never really had a lover. There was Esther and he loved her. But they weren’t lovers. Not yet anyway. He wanted them to be and he was pretty sure she wanted it to. He wanted to do something specialContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Pun intended Oscar was walkin’ out the door when his phone chimed. Esther had sent him a text. ‘Hi dear. I’ve made rice puddin’ for dessert. Do you have any cinnamon? I thought I did. Baked pork chops, peas and mashed potatoes for dinner.’ He called her, “hi.” “Hello sunshine. I have no idea ifContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Are YOU okay? She wrapped him up with her arms and legs. “Ess?” “Yes.” “Are you okay?” He was the one that blacked out. Why did he ask her this question. “I don’t understand.” She finally squeezed out. “I read the book about menopause.” She held him a little tighter, “oh.” A light sigh escapedContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Black out Oscar’s mind was filled with the soft hum of something running. He felt calm and secure. This space was cool. Restful. The immediate area around him was soft. Wiggling is toes alerted him that he didn’t have any socks on. His last memory of himself was that he was fully dressed. After rubbingContinue reading “Winter Season”
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