Haunted October#3

I remember the first time I heard them. Walking through the house at night. Three am. The lights flooded through the windows. 

That was the night the neighbours house burned down. 

The following week they found the girl in the river. 

I hadn’t thought about it much, not until I was visiting a friend. And I saw the news. Another house burned down. 

The same street I grew up on. 

“Hey I’m sorry, excuse me.” I said. Stepping over this kid he was babysitting. She just kept looking at the tv. I went into the kitchen and asked them about the house. But they didn’t know anything. 

I decided I would drive out and look around.

“Hey what happened to the kid that was here earlier?.”

“What kid?” 

“The one that was right here.”

Both of them just looked at each other. “We don’t have a kid,man.”

Later that night I was getting ready for bed. Brushing my teeth, I got a cold chill while spitting in the sink. I looked into the mirror and saw the girl sitting on the washer behind me. Her hair was wet. 

The power went out just as I looked away.

Wet feet ran through the house. 

When the lights came on I couldn’t find anything.

Today they found another body in the river…


Haunted October #2

Things don’t happen all at once 

You don’t grow old all at once 

It happens slowly 

And then it just is 

And that’s what hurts

It was every day 

All the days 

You put that thing off 


Here you are 

Looking at yourself in the mirror 

Kingdoms  don’t fall in a day 

love doesn’t die in a day

“I want a divorce.”

I said it first 

We both had been thinking it 

I think she was angry 

Because I said it out loud before she could 

But there it was 

The all at once 

Haunted October#1

Taste the ash inside the mouth 

Feel the flesh as cold as clay 

You never seem to come around 

All the colours fade to grey

I listen to the words 

I used to say 

Now the voice inside 

The void 

The space 

We all come apart here 

We all can’t escape here

Did she rename her dreams that got away 

Does this still make you happy?

She’s here 

But I’m missing 

The void 

Just a word 



I am missing 

in little parts 

We all die here 

In the end 

Beagle in the City #186

Simon: Dad! Wake up! Happy Birthday!! 

Ethan: What? It’s 5am! 

Simon: Hey, are you two now?

Ethan: No…I’m a minute older than two. 

Simon: Wow. That’s amazing. We are friends for life. Right?

Ethan: Yeah I think so?

Simon: Today, I have a schedule for  Your birthday. Let’s play Plates! 

Ethan: it’s not plates. It’s frisbee. 

Simon: That’s a stupid name for a plate. And Why can’t I catch the other plates? Why can’t we put food in it. I have too many questions. 

Ethan: It’s frisbee. 

Simon: Plates. 

Ethan: I need coffee…

Beagle in the City #185

Simon: Your Birthday is Wednesday dad. How do you feel? Can you feel it coming? You’re going to age seven years. Anything getting harder? How’s the stairs treating you? Should we start taking the ramp? 

Ethan: Simon, I thought you had a present for me?

Simon: Oh yeah! It’s under the covers, let me under…its down here somewhere…(lays down)

Ethan: Liar. 

Writer’s Log #18

I have a scar across my stomach.

It turns 10 this month. 

When I was 18 I had to have an emergency resection. 

I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease…

Long story short for a few years I was in and out of the hospital. 

I really believed that that was going to be my life. 

Then I met Lindz. Again. 

People ask me how I got  so lucky. 

I don’t know…

I’m glad we reconnected 

And I’m glad she’s my wife.

I’m the luckiest man on the face of the earth. 

With her awesome  support and two doctors. Some lifestyle changes. 

And walking every day with Simon plus the gym…

I haven’t been admitted because of any flare ups. For almost three years. 

I don’t know what you’re going through. 

But don’t let it ruin you. 

Don’t let it push you back. 

Ruin it. 

Push it to its limits.

Make it question why it messed with you. 

I know I’m very fortunate. 

Not everyone can stay out of the hospital. 

I do have to see my doctors annually and have preventive scopes.

But it’s worth it.

Progress isn’t made in a leap.

It’s every day. Consistently. Making a step forward and three back sometimes. But it’s never giving up. You’ll have good years and you’ll have years that make you question everything…

But the important thing is your ability to believe in YOURSELF. You can change your world by getting up every day and making that step.