by Fred Nicholson | Jan 17, 2015 | Fred Nicholson, Kids and Grown Ups, Stories
Secrets A child in thought is how I most remember myself. A child talking little, thinking a lot, afraid a lot. Loving peace and quiet, hating when he comes home sick. Not understanding her when she rattles on in a language that seems to be English but somehow isn’t....
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 9, 2015 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Your Worst Nightmare I am your night mare bitch in heat volcanic ash budding embers laying-low until next time. Dishes pots and pans full food cans flung across the room puts ‘I love you’ to the test. Do you pass or fail to see the light of day each time you...
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 6, 2015 | Love is the Answer, Stories, War Games
Capture the Flag is a fun kid’s game. I’ve also played it with 20 men on opposing teams in the Canadian woods. If it were only a game, that’d be great. Regrettably it reflects life in the so-called real world. Winning trumps resolution. Lets break...
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 6, 2015 | Love is the Answer, Stories
I read somewhere that God created us in Her image. Omnipotent: Her influence touches all life on earth and beyond. Omnipresent:Her presence is everywhere at the same time. Omniscient: Her knowledge is beyond our comprehension, so why bother to define it? Christ says...
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 1, 2015 | Stories, War Games
Imagine peering into black, hearing cans jangle, leaning on the M60, sweating bullets, knowing some little fucker is going to slip into the bunker and slit my throat. I got through another night unscathed. Yeah I lived in a 2 man bunker with a brother from...
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 1, 2015 | Kids and Grown Ups, Stories
It’s a winter’s night in our 13th floor bedroom. Both windows are wide open. The room smells like urine. We shiver from the cold. One cot mattress is wet and leans against the wall, so it will dry quicker. Both sides have been eaten through by too many accidents. We...
