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Submitted to Contest #51
Buzzing Pam Alcasey “Can you hear it,” I ask my friend. It sounds like buzzing until it gets close to you. Then it whispers in your ear, “remember the time you….” My friend Joey says, “Mikey, I’ve told you before I can’t hear it!” The buzzing doesn’t stop until it gets close to my ear and then it repeats the question, “remember…” Joey says I have earwax that is shifting that causes the ringing. I’ve tried to tell him that it is not ringing but buzzing, but he doesn’t understand. I don’t know what he would say if I told them when ...
The Peace of God in the Stars Pamela Alcasey pamdoughty@ymail.com 979-209-9055 Most people find the day warming and welcoming. I find the night that way. The night outside is covered with stars and dreams. It is so quiet and still. You can find peace in the night. Growing up in a stormy home meant that there were never ending unexpected dramas taking place that you could easily end up in the middle. Heads would twist and you would be the center of the next conflict. The center of attention for unknown wrongs you had done. “Where have you...
Submitted to Contest #50
Solice in the Treehouseby Pamela Alcasey I climbed up the ladder to the treehouse in a rush and sat down on the old coloring pages faded from the sun and the years. The breeze blew relief into my face and I let out a sigh. It was good to finally be alone in a place with good memories. Both of my boys, now in their 40’s played in this treehouse on summer afternoons. John, my husband built this treehouse with the help of our older son. They worked every weekend until it was finished. There were many injuries as a re...
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