Guilt Stories

Everything in this world has a place except for me This flower cosy in its family of daffodils waving in unison under the pink blossoms of the cherry tree. reminds us it is Spring This worm undulating its tiny body has the purpose to aureate the grass. Everything has a purpose except for me. The life giving rain splattering on my face The bee pollinating these flowers The sun making our planet give life. But I, who others...

Chapter 3: Autumn If mine heart have been deceived by a woman, or if I have laid wait at my neighbor's door; Then let my wife grind unto another, and let others bow down upon her. Job 32:9-10 Cleveland—January 1965 Hal held up two fingers; the bartender saw him. Hand signals were easier than yelling over the noise in the crowded bar. Outside, the snowstorm turned into a blizzard. No one would get in or out of town that ni...

One in sixEvery two minutes (not that I keep track)Counting out the time, alarm set on my cell phone to remind me thatFor one hundred and nineteen secondsI am safeThat I can breathe easy knowing that someone else took the bullet for me this timeGuilt and relief digging their claws into my brainThreeTwoOneIs it my turn to keep another sister safe from harm?To be romanced behind a dumpster, aftershave courtesy Jack Daniel a...

Oh Doamne, ce ai parasit tu ma? Oh Lord, why hast thou forsaken me? The gun slipped from my fingers, the digits slick with sweat and blood. The 'clack' it produced by striking the pavement reverberated in my ears, and a small noise escaped, unbidden from between my numbed lips. The bright, early morning sun tried to warm me, but I still felt cold. My footsteps seemed so loud, the silence that had permeated the brief battl...