When I told my mother that my friends and I were going to go sit in a graveyard and read classic literature, she said “Over my dead body.” I laughed. She didn’t. But after assuring her that it was a harmless activity (and that Dante was best read by candlelight next to a tombstone), she … Continue reading “Eff” The Police
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Me
This weekend, after attempting to take in a matinee of Hereditary only to have the projector fail so we had to settle for readmission tickets, my mom and I went shopping for some extra supplies for a bridal shower I'm throwing next weekend. And, at a home decor/housewares store near the local Regal Cinemas, I … Continue reading Me
Meant to Be
Last Wednesday night, shortly after 10PM, I was forced to take a detour on my way home from work due to the endless amount of construction that swarms my pocket of PA this time of year. So, I turned off of my usual route and embarked upon the back way home. I made a turn … Continue reading Meant to Be
Nightmares
When I was a kid, I occasionally had nightmares - as I'm sure most folks have had at some point in their lives. These typically consisted of scenarios I was actually afraid of, like falling from a great height, encountering a shark in the depths of the ocean, being locked in a small, dark room … Continue reading Nightmares
The Middle
Recently, the mid-twenties doldrums have been bogging me down. I feel as though I am not where I need to be, but I lack the courage and confidence to get myself there. But those thoughts of "Get it together!" get drowned out by fear of failure and doubt in my abilities, a dark cloud consuming … Continue reading The Middle
Allergies
Friday evening, I worked until 7PM and decided to do some grocery shopping on my way home from work, so I wouldn't have to contend with weekend crowds. I generally loathe grocery shopping, so I ensure I get in and out as soon as possible. The whole "scan it" and bag your own stuff revolution … Continue reading Allergies
Mother Nature
Mother Nature chose to celebrate the coming of spring in an unusual way, here in the northeast. She did not bring us flowers, birdsong, or gentle showers and soft sunlight. She brought us a storm. A long one, at that. Thus, my tiny pocket of PA found itself buried in a little over a foot … Continue reading Mother Nature
Lucille
One of the proudest days of my academic career was being placed in the "advanced" group after a reading assessment in first grade. As such, I was permitted to read books marked with a daunting "5." The most challenging books set aside for young, aspiring readers - the first small steps on the way to … Continue reading Lucille
Lacuna
(Thought I'd share a short story I wrote several years ago and only just stumbled across.) Lacuna by: Allie Frost Café La Bréche was unusually busy for a Thursday morning. Outside, beneath the bright yellow awning, every table was occupied. To foreigners, the café advertised ‘Paris in a cup,’ but to … Continue reading Lacuna
The Dolphin Statue
Every day, on my way to work, I pass a house with a dolphin statue featured proudly in the front yard. It's a curious thing. I'm pretty sure it's made of wood. It's cute, and the dolphin looks friendly. But most of the time, when I glance out the window at it as I drive … Continue reading The Dolphin Statue