Good or Bad, We’ll See

Dear Diary, It’s Seamus. What an election we’ve had! And now we are a divided family here at the Stone House. Mom says its’ the same all across our country. Who knew that a nation that has stood for equality of race and gender has peeled back the mask of tolerance and revealed a new…

The World is a Blind Man

Dear Diary, The weather has changed, but the ticks are still with us. Not a day goes by that my mom Blue isn’t picking one off my neck. So much fear over a creature that carries disease and suffering in its tiny body. I have seen them lay waste to the pups, but for some…

Musing on This and That

Maya Muses The men are shooting outside the door, pretty close, but far enough to be legal. They should have stopped by now but they ignore the agreement and shoot on into the afternoon. Mom says your word is sacrosanct and that people have lost the importance of keeping their word. The first Agreement of…

The Lotus Eaters

Time escapes the mind softened by brain inhibitors meant to ease pain or render a restless people into mindless oblivion. It is easier to let decisions be made for you, easier to go along because, what the hell, there’s shopping to be done, bills to be paid, a vacation to take and appetites to be…

The Cone of Shame

[Upstairs in the Stone House] TESSA Help me! If you are reading this please call 911 and have them come rescue me. I’m being kept against my will in the tower of the Stone House. I am in lock down, but you can send me a message to say that help is on the way….

Living In Eden

[Assorted conversations recorded over two weeks at the Stone House] Something weird is going on around here. Things keep popping up out of nowhere. Strange objects and wild animals coming out of the woods and falling from the sky. Can you see it? There over my left shoulder. It’s weird right or is it just…