“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
From my Online Journal – August 2, 2002, written on the beach during a trip to Nicaragua:
In the hammock, looking at a fallen coconut, I fall asleep and dream and wake up not knowing where I am.
Usually when I steal a few moments in a hammock, it is to dream I am tied between a coconut tree and maybe a mango tree, along a tropical beach, with the Pacific breakers crashing in a steady roar. It is disconcerting to wake up from my dream and realize I really am there.
The sea foams
orange
with plankton, algae
and diatomsa shark thrashes
in the breakers
its prey caught
and bloodythe beach is littered
with
tiny slivers of shells
crushed by the surf
against the rocks
like broken heart-bones
At night on the beach, the brilliant unfamiliar Southern constellations, brief flashes of shooting stars, giant tropical thunderstorms on the ocean horizon throwing distant brilliant flashes of heat lightning – all up against the inky dark.
And today’s flash fiction:
One Milky Window, by Tara Isabel Zambrano
from The Forge
Bill Chance 