Tag: magical realism
Changing Seasons
The warm summer sun soaked into my pale winter skin. The last flood of the younger kids fled the building for the year. However, Leoni and I stood on the hill under the willow. We were in our spot, and I tried not to let myself think about how it might be for the last ...Groundhog Day
On that second of February, the sky was clear and bright, and the sun’s powerful rays were felt even below the ground’s surface. The groundhog lay asleep deep within its sand burrow, curled up like a cinnamon roll. Soil sprinkled its brown fur, resembling diamond dust as he dreamed of his father. My son, I ...The Gingerbread House
Louise tossed on her bed and turned onto her back. She twisted a blond curl splayed out on the pillow. The lights strung on the bushes outside her window took turns glowing red and green on her ceiling. In the predawn hours, Louise rose and pulled on a flannel shirt and jeans. She slid on ...



