The Gift
“Adjust the temperature,” the surgeon said, “My hands are cold.” She continued her work, focused on the patient in front of her. She regularly wondered…
Author: Michael Robert
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We Are Broken
I went to bed with despair in my heart I woke up today with a twinge of fear I sent my son on a bus…
Battling The Storm
The clouds twisted grotesquely as the winds swirled, contradicting the warmth of the shining sun. Something was brewing in the distance, an unknown threat to…
Winter, Friendship, and Guilt: The Choices of My Life
A tough nut to crack. Tough indeed. In my case, it is as much metaphorical as is it literal. There is a recurring problem for…
Heather The Hedgehog (Story Cubes #5)
It had been decades since Dana had been to the circus – in fact, not since her childhood. A large part of that was her…
In The Foothills (Story Cubes #4)
Nestled in the foothills of the Front Range sits a compound. This compound has sprawling concrete walkways connecting the various buildings and cages. Buildings dotted…
Recommended Reads: Feb. 05 – Feb. 13, 2022
It was a busy week last week and I wasn’t able to read nearly as much as I would have liked, but the ones that…
Thank Goodness Instant Replay Can Remind Me How Olympians Made A Mistake
Phew! Thank goodness for instant replay and long-lasting shots of the Olympic athletes grappling with their mistake. Last night I was privileged to watch an…
Another Gray Hair
Damn it, that banana peel is still sitting there, after I reminded him twice already. One of the biggest relenting challenges of being a parent…
Recommended Reads: Jan. 29 – Feb. 04, 2022
This is the first time I’m doing this type of post (thanks to Julia Marsiglio for the idea). I wanted to share the things I…