Barbara Morrison

I think my Dad was hardly ever out of his car. Every day He drove back and forth from Massapequa, Long Island, to Brooklyn, where he was a cashier at Rheingold Breweries. And he loved to eat…

My Dad was a typical dad of the 50’s and 60’s, which meant that he got up at five and left the house by six thirty to make his daily commute into the city to go to work. He didn’t get home…

When I was small I had two goldfish. One was orange and the other was black. They both had lacy billowing translucent fins.They looked like Cleo in Pinocchio. At night when you first got i…

The empty, darkened rooms filled only
with the Dust of Time and Ghosts of life that was.