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Tag Archives: childhood
A Man and His Dogs
There was a man who used to walk his two dogs in the neighborhood where I grew up. He had long, almost pill-shaped head, his hair having vacated the most of his head in the comparably favorable realm of only … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Non-fiction
Tagged childhood, children, conversation, Dogs, experience, friendship, innocence, Memory, nostalgia, remember that time..., stranger danger, strangers, walks
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Biscuit
It’s a beautiful day out. The sky is bright, the clouds pleasantly passing by, inviting dreams from the world below them. Today it seems that every child is out playing and doing what children do best. That is every child … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged childhood, father, genius, high school, i wrote this in a day while sitting in a library when i should have been in math class (I'm not sorry), overbearing, parents, parks, probably some sort of dipping sauce, sandwiches, tests, transformation
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Perpetuam Memoriam
There are some memories so far back, so deeply and imperfectly ingrained into my psyche that they hardly seem like memories at all, but something so much more basic; some deeply felt but never understood phantasm of action devoid of … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Non-fiction, Nonfiction
Tagged childhood, discipline, family, father, fear, guns, innocence, laughter, Life, Memory, muffins, pills, vitamins
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A Brush with Strangers
I’ve never been fond of fog. No line of sight, no way of knowing which noises are normal and which ones might be The End hunting for you. That’s the problem with living all the way up here with clouds. … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged apocalypse, child's play, childhood, dystopian, family, fiction, fire, fog, forest, home, house on a hill, hunting, murder, raiding party
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Requiescat in Pace
This is an old story, with an older style. I share it with trepidation, but with the understanding that my dog will always be awesome. ——- I don’t place much trust in people. They’re good for bouts of conversation, but … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Non-fiction, Nonfiction
Tagged childhood, college writing, death, Dogs, family, friendship, great dane, learning to enjoy the grass, Life, Love, mourning, park, youth
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Sugar, Spice, and Insulin
It’s only the third of January and I’m already waiting for a new year, some sort of arbitrary clean slate to make things new. I brace myself against a guard rail and watch the slow stream of people enter the … Continue reading
Stickers
Looking at the things I carry with me on a day-to-day basis, most of them contain stickers of one variety or another. My insulin kit is adorned with massive square stickers of both Ironman and The Hulk by my nephew … Continue reading
Posted in Nonfiction
Tagged childhood, Diabetes, little boys, loved ones, Memory, on a lighter note, over-thinking things, stickers
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A Land of Rum and Writing 