Category Archives: Bold series

Words peck, like sharp beaks, through my thin skin. I feel each jab, each poke, all the while, pretending not to. I put on a brave face and continue what I was doing, and eventually, the pecking stops, and turns … Continue reading →

Bursting with juicy goodness, jewel-like modules glisten and reflect light. Bursting with crimson juice, their sweetness is punctuated by the crunch of little white seeds inside each perfect pouch. 

The early morning light knocks gently. It appears in shades of gray, reluctantly and slowly defining forms and and bringing colour to objects in the room around me: a pair of friendly old blue jeans hang across a pile of … Continue reading →

I sit on the bed, watching him exercise on his squeaky, clunky metal machine. Hoping to avoid last-minute surprises, I ask the question, “What will we do for the holidays?”. The exercise equipment comes to a halt, as he ponders … Continue reading →