Tag Archives: fear

Cops & Robbers

19 Aug

 “Be good or I’ll have the police come and get you,” I overheard a mother tease her young daughter as an officer loomed in the distance. The little girl squealed like her mom had just threatened to sick the Boogie Man on her. I chuckled when she burrowed  her head deep into her mother’s dress as the officer drew closer. In some communities, officers are a monster of sorts. Nearly a month ago, a Dallas man was shot by a police officer. Now, the man killed was no saint. He had an extensive record and was running from an officer while simultaneously fighting him, according to reports, when he was murdered.    Continue reading


The Swimming Lesson

19 Jul

The water is my friend. The water is my friend. The water is my. . .(Sigh).  I scurried away from the pool’s edge. No amount of chanting could convince me that the chlorine-laced water wasn’t waiting to swallow me into its depths.

Anxiety was heightened by the leftover liquor lingering in my veins. Who on Earth decides to enroll in a Saturday morning swimming class? Oh yea. . .me.

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Kitchen Escapades

18 May

Dip. Roll. Shake. Drop. Flip. And Repeat. This was the dance of the shrimp last night as I coated each little critter and fried it to a golden crisp. Cooking has never been my thing. Rerun childhood episodes of  teachers sneering, “What’s cooking, Cook?” will do that to you. (Eyeroll.) Cooks certainly isn’t the world’s worst last name, but it does come with high expectations.

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Cakes and Caskets

24 Mar

Amidst fluttering paper fans and strumming organ chords, I couldn’t help but notice the absence of green in the sanctuary’s St. Patrick’s Day crowd. Continue reading

When I Grow Up. . .

21 Feb

A round of giggles shot through the public library. Slightly annoyed, I look up from my laptop, like a librarian glaring over her glasses’ rim. The culprits? One gangly girl, three rowdy boys and a wiry guy in his late 20s sitting at a nearby table.

A curious bunch indeed.

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The Veiled Crusader

18 Nov

Hustle and bustle characterize Monday mornings on the train.  The whole phenomenon is intriguing: Hundreds of riders heading to various destinations sharing the same air in intimate proximity — doing all they can to maintain a sense of personal space.

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