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Short Stories by Lisa Savitzky

If you've got a couple minutes, escape from your reality and dive into my fictional world.

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If I were a US Senator 

February 12, 2021 ~ Lisa Savitzky ~ Leave a comment

If I were to run for a Senate seat  Would I rule justly, no matter the heat?  Would re-election not be a fear  And allow me to serve with my heart fully clear?  Would I do the right thing and not just toe the party line?  Or would I be a coward, and not speak … Continue reading If I were a US Senator 

Aim To Be Better

July 11, 2020July 11, 2020 ~ Lisa Savitzky ~ Leave a comment

I normally write short stories on this blog site, and keep my editorial type writing to my other blog site.  But this one is important enough to post on both sites. After George Floyd was murdered on May 25, 2020 … after the marches, vigils, demonstrations and protests began, I thought about what I could … Continue reading Aim To Be Better

That day, last summer

February 21, 2019 ~ Lisa Savitzky ~ 3 Comments

I can still hear the laughter, still feel the warmth of the sun on my shoulders, the spray of the water being picked up by the occasional breeze. It had been hot that summer, hotter than any I remembered.  The electric bills were through the roof from having run the air conditioning non-stop. We’d woken … Continue reading That day, last summer

Help Is On The Way

February 18, 2019 ~ Lisa Savitzky ~ Leave a comment

There was a loud screech, an even louder thump that one felt as much as heard, and then, nothing.  That’s how it all began. I had been on my way to an important job interview.  Having been out of work for a few months, every interview had become important. My savings were dwindling fast, even … Continue reading Help Is On The Way

The Morning Walk

February 16, 2019February 16, 2019 ~ Lisa Savitzky ~ 2 Comments

“Oh look, a woodpecker!”, I exclaimed as I pointed towards the top of a tree about fifty yards in front of us.  “Where?” asked Claire.  We stopped walking, as I directed her gaze to the spot where the red-headed bird was perched on the side of a dead limb.  Claire wondered aloud, “How did you … Continue reading The Morning Walk

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