HIS ROOM

Image by Christine Renney The room was dirty not surprising given that it hadn’t been cleaned in months but even so it was dirtier than it should have been dirtier than seemed possible the floor was damp and grimy and the room struck cold but he reached out from where he was sitting on theContinue reading “HIS ROOM”

GHOST LETTER 31

Image by Christine Renney The cars are predictable. They crawl through the narrow and crowded streets at a snail’s pace. Searching for parking spaces. As soon as one moves away from the kerb, another is readying to take its place. This battle is almost constant. It is an elaborate board game, play pausing just brieflyContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 31”

THE CATS

They were the kind of couple that, after twenty years of marriage, had settled wholeheartedly into the rituals and routines that now comprised their life together. They didn’t want for more than they had or for what they wouldn’t be able to obtain. They worked diligently for their employers, if objectively, but were reliable andContinue reading “THE CATS”