Tag: Discourse

A Picture’s Worth

A Picture’s Worth

The bag sits heavily on her lap. She has to open it at some point. The longer she holds off, though, the less permanent the situation feels. At some point her hand removes the contents. This old fashion film camera was her grandmother’s prized possession. Nana liked the procedure of processing her own film. There’s […]

Station Wagon

Station Wagon

Sister laughed at my joke like she always did—her laugh was one that could forever unsnarl me. I never took the time to appreciate it… I never realized just how much I needed it. She leaned back in the station wagon seat. “You’re such a nerd, Farah. Do you know what would be better than […]

The Porridge Tree

The Porridge Tree

Tracey lifted the saucepan from the hob and ladled a generous portion into Bobby’s plate. “Oh Mum, not porridge again,” said Bobby, wrinkling his freckled nose. Tracey patted him on the shoulder. “Just let it cool a bit and I’ll pour some milk over it. I’ll get some honey for you. You’d like that.” The […]

A Lonely Kingdom

A Lonely Kingdom

As she ventured further into the room, her heels produced a rhythm against the marble floor.  A room whose darkness paled in comparison to the secrets and agony it bore. A room that had once been bustling; full of joy, kisses, pleasantries, and the aroma of many fragrances blending in the air to produce a […]

A Mothers Love

A Mothers Love

As a young boy, Alex always looked up to his mother. She was strong, independent, and always put others before herself. Despite the challenges she faced as a single mother, she always found a way to provide for her family and make sure Alex had everything he needed. One summer, Alex’s mom decided to take […]

Safe

Safe

I stare at the words my teacher has carefully scratched onto the blackboard at the front of our classroom: “Where in the world is the safest place to be?” It was our next essay assignment, meant to conjure up a short piece using current events. We have been learning about the wars in other countries […]

A Family Secret

A Family Secret

“Get ready, boy!” my step-father, Neil, shouted. “I don’t want to get skunked again.” Getting skunked meant going home empty-handed. As the sun set it became harder to see and the ducks flying into our decoys became shadowy ghosts. Occasionally you’d hear the low thump of wingbeats and a splash as something landed nearby. Neil […]

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