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Writing Update

I’m working on editing a play I wrote some years ago based and inspired by Alice in Wonderland. A theatre friend of mine loved it, so, I guess that I’ll get it edited, possibly published, and maybe offer it for free in a pdf format to college students for their thesis plays. Maybe. What do you guys think?

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How I Learned

The waiting room

was cold that day

and the couch, hard.

My roommate dragged

me there.

 

I was called back

and someone checked

my vitals before

asking for confirmation.

My palms were sweaty.

 

The nurse practitioner

asked me a bunch

of questions.

My stomach

burbled a threat.

 

I was given

a cup for a sample.

Washing my hands

in the cold water,

my face was green.

 

If you’re pregnant

would that be a problem?

she asked. Shaking

my head, I took a deep

breath. She heaved a sigh.

 

Smiling, she told

me the news.

 

Yay!


A Moment in Time

Kristin stared at the television, confused by what she saw. There was some sort of cheerleading movie on and while it appealed to the girly-ness of her character, it also frightened her a little. She quickly switched to BBC America where Doctor Who had already started. Matt Smith was running around with the Doctor’s new companion. Kristin enjoyed her. The girl reminded her of a souffle that was just about done. It still needed to peculate in the oven, but it would be perfect when finished. Her phone vibrated, surprising her enough to launch her in the air. Cursing silently to herself, she hoped her mother wasn’t faking her out again.

 

 

“Honey its me! Bye!”

 

 

God, was she tired of it. She looked at caller ID. 555-5555 She answered, holding the phone to her ear as she turned the volume to the Christmas Special down.

 

“Hey, Kristin! Its us!”

 

“I know! Oh goodness. Okay, so I’m not really sure what’s going on right now in my life,” she sighed, falling back on the bed. After talking to her friends, J and David, she realized that she wished she could be in the same room, discussing the Christmas Special together.


Fallen Ice Cream

I remember the day well,
Falling ice cream put me under a spell.
I stared at it as I cried,
And the concrete became its bride.

It was chocolate in a chocolate cone.
I loved it like a dog courts a bone.
Uncoordinated and clumsy, I stood no chance,
Of eating all of it.


Sterile White Walls

Diseases, toxins, bacteria
White blood cells
Battle to save a life.
Surgery is a trauma of its own.
Recovery is not a team sport.

Hooked into an IV
A girl has shrapnel wounds
With internal bleeding.
Children should not be around
Explosives.

A hospital bustles
Doctors hurry
This one has to be rolled
To the O.R. now.
This one can wait.

No one appreciates what
A doctor does
Unless it saves
Your life.