• GmaCis commented on the post, rug 18 hours, 6 minutes ago

    The rug cold and wet beneath her feet. She wondered what caused this. Stepping over rest of the rug, wanting to prevent anymore moister to go through her socks. There was no sign of a leak in the house or through the door. Had someone spilled on it. If so who? She lived alone. Had someone been inside her apartment? Could they still be there?…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, cassette 1 week, 5 days ago

    A square piece of plastic with two holes side by side. Holding it in his right hand observing it with his left. He thought to himself what could it be? It appeared to have plastic tape wrapped inside but nowhere for it to come in or out. More like a perpetual wheel, the plastic tape just wound around and around. Sitting in the attic, rifling…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, musical 3 weeks, 1 day ago

    She lived to be in a musical. She danced her way into adulthood. Singing any chance, she had. Whether it was in the shower or the kitchen or even on the subway. When the day finally came for her to audition, it was as if she had won the lottery. She knew she was anything but a fantastic singer but what she lacked in skill she made up for in…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, ornament 3 weeks, 2 days ago

    The ornament dropped out of her hand. Fell to the ground with no time to try to catch it. Tripping over all the wrapping paper, an obstacle of some kind that caused her to lose her balance. This particuar ornament had been passed down from one family member to the next for the last three decades. Now, where does she go from here? A broken…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, corners 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    Cutting corners seemed like a good idea. Until a letter arrived in her mailbox. Not the kind that she opened on her computer, no, the mailbox that she rarely found items since the arrival of the internet. In fact, her mailbox became a dusty old cave the held junk every now and then. She checked the tiny cave every Friday, more so out of habit.…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, silverware 2 months ago

    How much silverware does one person need? She always thought that as a little girl but here she stood in her childhood home, back from the holidays. Her mother asked if she could set the table. The thought crossed her mind but this time after decades of thinking it, she said it out loud. “Mother, how much silverware does one person need?”…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, denied 2 months ago

    “Denied” stamped across her paper. “how could this be” ran through her head. She had entered this building several times over the last year. Denied, what was this all about. Was she reading this right?

  • GmaCis commented on the post, gesture 3 months ago

    Hghi five! A slap on the hand. A simple gesture. One from our childhood yet it brought great memories as our hands slept into one another as we stopped back/ It was like a time machine. As our fingers touched I was taken back to the summer of 1986.

  • GmaCis commented on the post, gesture 3 months ago

    His gesture made me feel like I was three again. Did he not see I was a grown woman. It had been over ten years since we had come face to face with one another. I believe he feared my mother’s wrath. Yet, I had not heard the story of why he left one day and never came back. If it had not been for social media and a sister I did not know I…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, purity 3 months, 1 week ago

    My vagina is not a commodity. That is what was running through her head. The purity movement of her church seemed like something from the old testament writings. Where marriage and virginity was a business deal. Saving one’s self-had nothing to do with love but everything to do with a transaction. Making sure that the groom and his family…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, chalkboard 3 months, 1 week ago

    The dust from the chalk floated off the board. It looked like magic in the air. Like the teacher was trying to put a spell on the students by simply erasing what she wrote. The chalkboard was more like a place to step into, to disappear for even a moment as the teacher wrote a question for the students to answer and quickly erased her example…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, ukulele 3 months, 1 week ago

    The strings popped off, one after another. How could ukulele break? I just bought it. I thought it would be a fun hobby and a great souvenir from the island. The strings now looked like hard spaghetti noodles and I was left with this small wooden toy with a hole in the middle. I did not know how to fix the strings let alone where to buy new…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, consequential 3 months, 1 week ago

    What was so consequential about the moment? The scene was the same as the day before. Okay, he was there, but so what, I had not cared about him for over a year. I did not care about him at that moment. I wish everyone would just get off my back and leave me alone. I did not care, I will not care. It ended badly and it will remain bad.

  • GmaCis commented on the post, jealous 4 months, 2 weeks ago

    “Not a jealous bone in her body!” I could not believe my ears. Was he in denial about his wife or was he making a joke. The recent outburst at the company party made me think he was joking. John was a wise man. He did not allow the opinions of others to dictate the choices he made. However, if being jealous was an article of clothing, his…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, cousin 4 months, 2 weeks ago

    “Cousin! How many years?” She shouted over the noise of the music. Weddings and funerals. It seems like those were the times that brought them together. After each celebration, they would both hug in agreement not to wait until the passing of a person our the exchanging of vows. Yet, there they stood, five years gone by and repeated the same…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, seatbelt 4 months, 2 weeks ago

    The seatbelt burned my fingers. Metal was sitting in the sun all afternoon. By the time I reached my car, it was over 100 outside. I needed to use my napkin just to get the belt on. I remember the time when I did not even think about where the safety contraption and now its a law,

  • GmaCis commented on the post, crafty 5 months, 1 week ago

    Crafty, not a word she would use to describe her daughter. When she found out she was having a girl, she started having dreams of the two of them sewing together, dresses, doll clothes, even tiny socks for tiny feet. Yet by the time her daughter was 5, she could tell that crafty was not in her cars. At least not the crafty she envisioned. But…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, atrium 5 months, 1 week ago

    Pedals, dried, stuck to the flower of the atrium. How long had they been part of the floor? Would anyone notice if they were cleaned up? When she looked down and saw how many were there it made her think of the pain of her past in pieces stuck to her heart. Wondering if she could clean it up like one would peal and pull back dried flowers from…[Read more]

  • GmaCis commented on the post, atrium 5 months, 1 week ago

    She saw him out of the corner of her eye. His back was up against the atrium. She had not seen him since the trial. “Should I just walk up and say hi?” She thought to herself. Sweat ran down her armpits, her nerves were in a bunch like bananas clustered together not wanting to be pulled apart.

  • GmaCis commented on the post, central 5 months, 2 weeks ago

    One word
    The central theme of her life, gone. Everyone was gone. One by one they left her. When it first started happening she thought it was a cousidance. Yet, after the fifth person said their goodbye she took a look at herself and asked, “could this be me?” Having people leave her was something she was used to. She had an attitude of “I…[Read more]