Written by M.J.C She was so focused. Her gaze did not waver and her body was motionless. Mom was determined … More
Written by M.J.C Mom wanted to jog. She was just turning 30 or so and decided that she wanted to … More
Written by M.J.C Mom decided that she would prepare the entire Thanksgiving meal herself, stay home with her own family, … More
Written by M.J.C I had read about this in comic books: It was the end of the world. Or at … More
Written by M.J.C Mom was beautiful. She looked perplexed and perhaps a bit annoyed. She stood there for what seemed … More
Written by M.J.C I was early. I was always early. I’m comfortable being alone and settling in before meeting or … More
The bird was a robin. It was sitting in the tree just outside the classroom. The teacher was quiet, having given instructions to take the remaining thirty minutes of class to construct our poem.