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I am stuffed, thoroughly and irrevocably stuffed like a turkey on Thanksgiving morning. My plate is not quite empty, however, and I pick up the spoon and scoop the last chunks of the applesauce. Because no matter what the applesauce cannot remain untouched. I look at myself who has slumped all the way back, theirContinue reading “Postcard #9: The Forgotten Tribe”

“Before I continue, I want to give you this,” I say to them as I scrummage through the mess, searching for the paper. I pull it out, smoothing the edges with the palm of my hand. But no matter how hard I press, the wrinkles will never fade. “What is this?” they ask, taking theContinue reading “The First Blank Card”

They were a different sort of people from the ones I knew, but that was a good thing. However, it took some time to realize they were different, they were good because for some time I thought their outside hid the trolls and ogres, swamp monsters and demons lurking on the inside. Despite their gestures-Continue reading “Postcard #8 Bahamian Rhapsody”

I don’t think I slept for twenty four hours; the excitement bubbled inside me, refusing to simmer and and eventually dissolve until the plane had landed and I had found her. As usual, I found myself rushing to the gate because I apparently enjoy a challenge and the thrill of nearly missing a flight. Fortunately,Continue reading “Postcard #7 Hot Dam, Welcome to Amsterdam”

We trudge through the sand, which builds higher and higher the closer we approach the walkway. Clearly someone did not want us skipping leg day. I am trying not to huff and puff, as I pride myself on my athletic ability despite my frailing age, but by the time we reach the street I amContinue reading “Postcard #6: Homeward Bound”

I can hear a soft hum ringing in my head, but I ignore it, enjoying the sleep that evades me from time to time. Only when I hear my god awful singing to a beautiful song do my eyes snap wide open. ” Please, don’t. Not while other people are around,” I say miserably. ”Continue reading “Postcard #5: Hawaiian Sunset”

It is nice, sitting in the sand, with my young self beside me and sharing stories I have not been able to share with anyone else. They lay on their back, their eyes shut as the warm sun casts its alluring spell and bringing them into a soft sleep. I don’t fall asleep easily, yetContinue reading “Postcard #4: The Scottish Walls”

There was once a trail behind our house that ran along what was called the Gunpowder River. I don’t know much of its history because I didn’t pay that much attention to it; I prefered running around and exploring between the bushes, the rocks, the fallen branches for anything that looked appealing, such as aContinue reading “Postcard #3: Backyard Games”