Lost in Thought

James stared out the car window, drawing shapes on the condensation collecting inside. “Doin’ okay there, sport?” his father, in the driver’s seat next to him, asked. He liked to call James “sport” or “pal.” Even “kiddo.” It didn’t matter that James was twenty-seven and had lived alone for the better part of ten years. “Yeah, Dad. Doing okay,” James said, hovering between sarcasm and … Continue reading Lost in Thought

Memories: where the sun sank below the waves

When I was younger, I asked my mom where the sun went when it sank. She told me that on the other side of the country there was a massive ocean. Even bigger than a pool? I had asked her. So much bigger, she told me. And blue, with waves as tall as trees. And each night, when I saw the sun get lower, it … Continue reading Memories: where the sun sank below the waves