Author: Marianne Simon
Published on October 29, 2022
Shadows of Silk
Smooth shadows of silk brush along her legs. She is seven years old and her mother has finished sewing her first gown. It is pale blue with silver pleats and feels like butterflies against her […]
Published on October 25, 2022
Winter Hours – Most Unpredictable
I felt Her closing up shop last night. After weeks and months of being on display, open and wide, She was done. “Close me up. Put me away for a while. Let me eat my […]
Published on October 21, 2022
Life or Death. Really?
I woke up the other day with a big knot in my stomach. Not really a surprise, as I’d been expanding at a tremendous rate for the past months and was bound to hit some “upper […]
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Becoming Hawk
The woman who took to the skies. She thought she could fly. Imagined wings sprouting from her shoulders. She raised one foot. Rolled up onto the ball, balancing on that one point alone. She knew she […]
Published on October 16, 2022
You Are the Obstacle Course I Avoid
You are the obstacle course I avoid,The detour I make,The abyss I elude. Because it hurts so much to think of you, and to not think of you. I haven’t figured that out yet. You are in […]
Published on October 14, 2022
Moments of Mindfulness
We walked the other day, just me and my mother. We walked from one sunny end of the street to the end of the block, where my red car was parked. We didn’t walk too far […]
Published on October 12, 2022
Ruins
An arch, old stones, granite boulders. It is a shame you cannot smell a photograph, for that would tell me so much more than the image. It would tell me that it had just rained […]
Published on October 11, 2022
Garden Party
We had a beautiful afternoon celebrating the Chicken Soup for the Soul book launch. There were treats to eat, wonderful people to meet, and the joy of being able to read “Kismet” out loud, the amazing […]
Published on March 18, 2021
Ode to Bobcat
On Sunday morning I let my cat out the front door. Later that afternoon, I heard him yowling in the backyard to come in. I opened the door and was surprised to see he was limping, unable […]
Published on March 12, 2021
It Aint No Fairytale
Once upon a time, there was a girl who met a boy. They got married and had a child and lived happily, give or take, for a long time. Then one day, in the middle of May, […]
