Insides Out by Matt Zurbo   Ollie was bored. “Bored!” he raged. (Small kid in onesie shouting – yes, this is a shameless throw it Where the Wild Things Are) So was sent to his room. And wished, like he always did, he was somewhere else. (Pouting in bedroom, one of his toys is a … Continue reading Day 61: Insides Out

Run, Run, Run! by Matt Zurbo   Run, run, run, as fast as you can. Run like leaves blown from a fan! Run, zip, zoom, all around the room! Bounce off walls, jump like a loon. Run, push, strain, as if late for a train. Now is not the time to be using your brain. … Continue reading Day 60: Run, Run, Run!

If I could Skim Rocks Better That You by Matt Zurbo   If I could skim rocks better than you, that would be some feat. I’m told you’re pretty good. I’d give my left arm a go, just to keep things sweet. (Two kids, pants rolled up, collecting flat rocks.) If I could skim rocks … Continue reading Day 59: If I Could Skim Rocks Better Than You

Dream to Wake by Matt Zurbo   Harriet used to go to sleep like any other kid, and dream and dream and dream, as if that’s all she did. Falling, climbing, flying, strange creatures about, some furry with big horns, others a real long snout. Each morning Harriet would wake, not remembering a dot. Dreams … Continue reading Day 58: Dream to Wake