By Corissa Haury “Mom?” I call throughout the house. She doesn’t answer the usual, “I’m home!” I call out when I return from my best friend’s house in the evening. Over the water, the sun is setting, and I knew she would be cooking up dinner. That is, she usually is cooking up dinner around this time. I look at my watch. 5:57. Where…
by Corissa Haury My sister and I wander amongst the veterans’ graves on a rainy day in May. The cemetery is bigger than I had originally thought; so much so that we will get lost on the way out, but I don’t know it yet. We are making a sort of pilgrimage towards a World War II monument. We won’t see it is…
Melancholy Casco Bay by Corissa Haury melancholy casco bay in summer rainy in deep green summertime landscapes edged with lustrous leaves and rich, thick underbrush dripping, dancing with the soaking breezes, bright birds sing to each other, flit brush to branch the sea crashes on the rocks of the islands seawalls battered like sieged stone castles on the edge of the…
A comic I made about my Sunday… Titled “Procrastination to destination.” Enjoy. All rights reserved Corissa Poley 2012.