“Heal the space”, the speaker said. I wonder what he meant by that? I am not a healer. I do not channel healing energy through me. I am one person, and what difference can that make when there are billions of souls? Don’t billions of souls have to heal the space at the same time?…
TRAVELER By: Robin J. Engel It is the year 2020. It is the time of Covid. I won’t be able to go to another country any time soon and I just got a new passport. I want a refund, or at least a few years added onto the 10 year renewal. I’ve never really fit…
A love story in prose. They walked hand in hand under the stars. They barely knew each other, but it mattered little. After a lifetime of love and loss, marriages and failed marriages, children, multiple career paths, family and friends, living in multiple cities, states, houses, apartments, and all the rest that makes a life…
They considered themselves to be an average American family. Louise and Jerome Williams had been married for 19 years. Louise had 1/2 of a college degree with no declared major, but quit to go to vocational school, which seemed more practical. Jerome had a bachelors degree and made enough money to support the family, buy…
Notes: I realize this is not a story about the Quarantine, or even about things that happened during the Quarantine. It is a story I performed at a story-telling event in Mesa, the night Before everything in my town was about to get shut down and go into quarantine. It was a very surreal moment.…
Wanderlust How do you contain the wind? Can you bottle it? Can you catch it in a net? And if you could capture the wind, the moment you opened the container, would it all seep out immediately, ecstatic to be free? Windrider was a free spirit, contained only by his physical body, not by rules…
The Farmer who Saved his Family John cranked up the tractor, momentarily wishing that it was quieter so he could enjoy the silence out in the field; alone with himself. It was another hot, dry day and the crops were on the verge of failing. He ignored the sweltering heat, and the sweat dripping into…
This is a simple story. It is an idea about what the new world in education might look like, when the world has opened up, somewhat, after the quarantine, and about how teachers might feel about it all. Ms. Dahlia Eckelman adjusted the webcam so the students at home could be part of the conversation.…
“Where the heck er you goin?” Maureen asked Sam as a cigarette dangled from her mouth. “The heck you care,” Sam answered in his thick, Southern drawl. “I’ll go wherever I feel like.” Maureen stood in front of the shabby door in the run-down trailer. There was barely a surface in the small mobile home…
Hello everyone. Every now and then, I have to share my own thoughts, uncensored. It’s important for you to know how my mind works. I hope you are not offended when I offer my opinions about politics and other things – they are part of who I am. I have a feeling many of you…