The Farm by Matt Zurbo Elena and Gus were excited! (Two Latino kids. Boy sitting on edge of bed, rubbing eyes. Girl on bed, jumping up and down. Dawn breaking through mango tree outside window. Room, simple white walls.) They were from a small family, in a town on the plains. (Another Dad and Mum … Continue reading Day 297: The Farm
Author: Matt Zurbo
Day 296: Monster Dance
Monster Dance by Matt Zurbo Wanda liked to dance. Nobody quite understood this. There was never any music, or reason anyone could see. She just… danced. Danced as if she had to, danced as if she might drown if she stopped. As if that’s what it took to be free. As if everything was … Continue reading Day 296: Monster Dance
Day 295: Forever
Forever by Matt Zurbo (Let's have fun. Imagine a peg, standing on a base, like a little pole, or coat rack, or that thing you try and throw the rope hoops over. Imagine all the pages attached to it, as if it was the spine of a book, but the pages went all the way … Continue reading Day 295: Forever
Day 294: PEEK-A-BOO!
PEEK-A-BOO! by Matt Zurbo Baby was special. (Little baby girl, playing with toy tip truck.) She loved to hide… Then go… (Girl hiding poorly behind solitary flower.) PEEK-A-BOO! (Baby’s face excited, hands and one foot in air, startling a cow.) No-one was safe! (Cowboy and cowgirl tip-towing behind baby, as she walks.) Peek-a-boo! (Baby … Continue reading Day 294: PEEK-A-BOO!
