The Fight

The Fight

I spin the sword in my hand and thrust upward blocking a side down stroke. I drop to my feet and spin lightning fast dropping my sword from the interlock flashing it out in a series of ghost moves until I see an opening. My opponent tries to parry my false thrust and is met by a sword rushing at him in a different direction slipping through his armor and plunging deep…

Invisible

Invisible

I walked down the hall not making a sound. I got jostled and bumped by everyone around me. Backpacks knocked me back and forth as I clutched my books tighter to my chest. I looked down and pushed my earbuds farther in trying not to be noticed by anyone near me, hoping...
Whose Opinion Counts?

Whose Opinion Counts?

I’ll never forget the day. My young son came home from school despondent, and lacking his normal carefree smile. When I scooped him up in a hug and attempted to lighten the mood with a tickle-fest, I was instead greeted with tears. “Mom, some kids at school said I wasn’t smart enough to sit at the cool kids’ table.” [more]

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