Daily Drabble 14: Library Shoe

Shoe found in the library

“I left it at the library.”

“What?” Her mom looked at her daughter with the phone still pressed against her ear.

Celia sighed. “My shoe, mom. I left it.”

Her mom stared with a slack jaw. The person on the other end kept saying hello. “Sorry. I’m gonna have to call you back. Uh-huh. Okay, bye.” She hung up. “Now, what?”

“I left my shoe at the library ‘cause the librarian said the charming prince lives in the books. Now I wait for him to find it.”

“Celia, you don’t need a prince. Be more than a princess who waits.”

Daily Drabble 13: Pills

I had oral surgery today so I might be a bit loopy since I’m typing this on Vicodin. I’m not really a fan of having to take pills. I have a micro-esophagus so I have to take pills with water and have to take them one at a time. When I was eighteen, a pill got caught in my tiny esophagus and caused an ulcer. The irony is that I’d been teasing my younger sister saying she was going to get an ulcer because she stressed so much about everything. She laughed at me a bit. I totally deserved it.

Daily Drabble 12: Dead Bunny

Found in one of my journals from 2005

Even in death, this bunny looks active.

Why, when I look at this picture, does the word ‘cute’ pop into my mind? Is it a sociological predisposition that makes me feel that bunny equals cute? Or is it possible that I have a natural affinity for death, and therefore life, and cannot help but see the beauty? Decay is renewal beyond death. Life is sustained through death. Everything is cyclical in nature, life, history and spirituality. How can I not see the beauty that is in the cycle? In all cycles?

Or do I just think dead bunnies are cute?

Daily Drabble 11: Snow Monster

“Paint buckets are tasty!” The Snow Monster smiled, drooling paint. “But I want more. Something bigger, like Chicago…” The monster paused in the rumination. “No, not like Chicago; Chicago. I want to eat Chicago. Chicago and all around it. There are so many creatures there, it would be like a salad… greek or taco or chef or green to make a fantastic dinner. It will be so fun!”

The Snow Monster had never had salad before, but heard humans talk about these different ones.

“I will have to freeze them first.”

So it began snowing in the middle of Spring.

Daily Drabble 10: Brain

The brain fascinates and frightens me. 

My sister has a brain injury, both of my grandmothers died of Alzheimer's, my sisters, my mother and I suffer from migraines. I have a friend who has epilepsy. I have read many books and articles about the study of the mind. The thing that has become painfully clear is that not much is known about the brain. Our thoughts, our memories, our passions, our desires are just so tenuous. We can lose them in a moment; we can lose them over time. They leave us so easily, these things we hold so dear.

Daily Drabble 9: Mischief

I’m on my lunch break when a trio of young almost teenagers burst into the Storytime Room where I’m microwaving my meal. They look surprised to see me.

“Can I help you?” If I had glasses, I would have pushed them up the bridge of my nose.

One of them crosses his legs and cups his crotch. “Oh, I have to pee so bad! Where’s the bathroom?”

I cock an eyebrow, showing him that I don’t believe him for a second, then point to the hall just behind them. “You just passed it.”

They stumble out of the room, giggling.

Could they be more clearly labeled?

Daily Drabble 8: Signs of Spring

What a glorious day!

The sun is shining so bright, the air is light and all around me Spring is springing! I can see the tiniest of buds beginning to push their way out into the light. I breathe deep, taking in the fresh after the rain smell. The birds sing and share their happy music. I head home with a smile on my face a skip in my step…

*A-choo!*

A sneeze from the pollen in the air and the dander from the shedding pets.

Then, as I walk into the kitchen, there are the ants…

Yep, it’s Spring.