Until early this past June, I had never seen a movie in IMAX. Outside of IMAX, I’ve seen many movies. To me, seeing a movie in the theatre has always been about the experience. There’s just something about it that, no matter how rich you are, can’t be replicated. Going to the movies is even ...

Furnace downstairs hidesthe pointy-nosed bogeymanclimbs out to chase me. Neck hairs stand up straightcement wall Chief’s headdress shadow,no window across. Old witch cackles whilestoking two hot grey ovens,we lay bound, waiting. Drums beat, voices chantmoccasin feet start to danceno one hears but me. Paralyzed by fearI open my mouth to screamand nothing comes out. Photo ...

We spend the majority of our formative years waiting to grow up. Then we grow up enough to be able to do everything we wanted to do as children and all we want to do is go back to having naptime after lunch. I recently turned 30 a few weeks ago,  and I have been ...

I never remember liking snow. Growing up in Ohio means that I am no stranger to winter weather. But I do remember loving snow days. I lived for the joy of my mother opening my bedroom door and telling me that I could sleep in. Snow days meant no school and impromptu gatherings with friends. ...

I pushed back from the wall and felt my legs become buoyant as I leaned back. I kept my breathing slow and steady, focusing on the sound of the air moving through my lungs as the water covered my ears and muted the shouts of my friends. After a moment, I closed my eyes. I ...

I liked Halloween as a child, but as I grew older, it became less and less fun.  I suppose because, as an adult, the fun, childlike innocent activities disappeared from my fall list of fun.  I didn’t go on hayrides anymore, didn’t get dressed up, didn’t go trick or treating, and I didn’t go to ...

You are the 80s You are the nostalgia of a Saturday morning Eating CoCo Wheats with toast When I picture the 80s, I see a vision of you Not Molly Ringwald Just you   From the ‘do To the acid-washed jeans All I remember is your smile Still, the same as it’s always been Sweet, ...

I can summarize in one word why winter is my favorite season—snow. I know for too many people, winter symbolizes death. But I don’t look at it that way. I simply believe the trees and flowers are sleeping until the time life renews itself. I know that spring and summer are probably most people’s favorite ...

Paper towns and cities, Arranged in perfect fashion, A bouquet of white in place. You remember the days? How we used to construct wonders, Built castles and people from scratch. Colored each one, Gave it life, Each creation a pinch of magic. Have you already forgotten? The idea of childhood imagination, That made us whole ...

His name was L.G. Luckett. Saying it was a song in terms of linguistics. The “L” in part, causes the tongue to touch the roof of the mouth. The sound that escapes from the lips is something like freedom. The “G” vibrates the hyoid bone, It echos a certain amount of base and stability. Now, ...