• Dale commented on the post, gold 5 years ago

    In, the fading light, it seemed to John that the whole world sparkled gold. He was standing in the center of a wide field, the evening wind making the tall stalks of wheat surrounding him dance in the Sun’s dying rays.

  • Dale commented on the post, counted 5 years, 3 months ago

    He took a deep breath, steadying himself. This was it: what he had been preparing for all these months.He would finally do something that was worthwhile, something that counted. Steeling his resolve, he walked through the doorway.

  • Dale commented on the post, sill 5 years, 3 months ago

    She perched beside the window, sitting cross-legged on it’s wide, bench-like sill. The corners of her lips were tilted slightly down, her eyes narrowed. Her whole body seemed to lean into the small hardcover book she held in her hands, it’s bright white binding standing out sharply in front of the multi-hued curtains. The afternoon sun shone…[Read more]

  • Dale commented on the post, wheelchair 5 years, 3 months ago

    In the corner stood a rusted wheelchair, auburn spokes twisted into uselessness. It sat, ironically out of place, in the gutted remains of the old hospital. James’ eyes were drawn to the wreckage, wondering how it ended up here. Left behind when the rest of the building was stripped and abandoned.

  • Dale commented on the post, freezer 5 years, 3 months ago

    I rub my hands together as I step into the freezer, already anticipating the chill. Stocking the freezer is probably on of my least favorite jobs at work, especially in winter. In the summer, it can be relaxing: the cool air welcome as you slip into the monotony of hand over hand, feeding product onto the shelves. In the winter, the chill seeps…[Read more]

  • Dale commented on the post, revenue 5 years, 3 months ago

    Everything he was given, was earned.

  • Dale commented on the post, slip 5 years, 3 months ago

    It was a simple slip of his tongue, a mistake made in a moment that changed every moment after. He saw the blood rush to her face, her cheeks blooming in an emotion he could imagine but not know – anger? Embarrassment? Hurt? Most likely a slurried mess of all three. What’s in a name? Sometimes, everything.

  • Dale commented on the post, elevator 5 years, 3 months ago

    It’s cramped and suffocating, this small dark space. I try very hard to keep calm, to remember to breath. Panicking will get me nowhere. Unfortunately I’ve always had a problem with enclosed spaces – elevators, windowless rooms, you name it,

  • Dale commented on the post, ombre 5 years, 4 months ago

    Ombre. Man. Male. A word that describes 50% of the world, and doesn’t describe it at all. It means as much as tall, and as little. It’s a loaded word in any language, but all it does is describe. Plain, dappled, ochre, plump. Rich and meaningless.

  • Dale commented on the post, chosen 5 years, 4 months ago

    “I was chosen.” These words were in my head constantly as a child, though I had no real concept of what they meant. “Everyone’s here for a reason,” I would be told. Or, “You’re the kind of kid who’ll do great things.” It seemed like it was something given: the world was going to change because I was in it.

    So what happened?

  • Dale commented on the post, drought 5 years, 7 months ago

    He sat on the back porch and watched the dark clouds and thunder move across the distant horizon. It seemed as if the storms always just missed the valley in which he lived, The wind whistled softly through the sage as he silently sipped his drink, silently gazing across the open country.

  • Dale commented on the post, available 6 years, 4 months ago

    All my life I’ve been available. Open. Talking to anyone about anything. It helps me to forget how distant I feel. How detached. i crave this small connection, but I can’t seek others out. I don’t know why. So I broadcast my availability. I let them come to me.