Category: Writing Prompts

  • Florence Cathedral

    My wife and I spent the day walking down the cobblestone streets of Florence, Italy,  lined with block after block of restaurants, shops, and museums in the famous Renaissance architecture of faded-yellow buildings with red roofs. When, at the end of one block, we found the Accademia Gallery where we saw Michaelangelo’s statue of David […]

  • I Don’t Know Why I Remember…

    Content Warning: child abuse, domestic abuse I don’t know why I remember feeling afraid of my dad. He was the life of any party with a wicked sense of humor and a fondness for sweets outmatched by no one. He was a servant-hearted firefighter until he got injured on the job, leaving him as my […]