X
X

once upon a time...

What I remember about that day...

What I Remember

the sun pouring like honey through our bedroom window
 
drinking lukewarm coffee because I don’t want to get up and not hear you breathe just to nuke it hot
 
the red of the apple I had for lunch, the crunch of it when I bit in
 
the white of fresh stucco on the place across the street, the black windows staring back
 
you, cooking onions and garlic and tomatoes and speaking poetry to me
 
drinking wine, the reddest and fullest we’d ever had, or maybe that’s just what I remember
 
the moon and how it might be the largest airport one day
 
you in the doorway of our bedroom
 
nothing
 
everything
 
you.

2 Replies to “What I Remember”

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

graphic of the word Courage

Word of the Year-2025

For my 2025 word of the year, I chose COURAGE. I know, it’s not the most original pick—but hear me out. Something about courage stuck with me this time, especially after watching a documentary on The Tragically Hip. For those unfamiliar, they’re kind of a Canadian thing. A band that

Read More »
White barn with stormy background

Hinterland is Real

They say seeing is believing. I didn’t know what that meant until that night. I was coming home late, later than I should, and I knew I was going to catch heck. Momma didn’t even pretend to be patient when me or my sister wasn’t home in time for dinner.

Read More »
Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, death, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

Deadly Mist

The mist crept closer, slithering across the boot prints she left behind on the soft, moist ground. She urged her legs to go faster over the uneven path. A leafless tree grabbed at the flying strands of her long silver hair as she ran past. They hung like shiny tinsel

Read More »

Newsletter

Get release updates and your FREE story, just tell me where to send it.

 

Let’s Connect

All written material and images found on this site belong to Carmen Kern and Djinn & Tonic Publications. Ⓒ 2024. Read Privacy Policies and Cookie Policy here.