Black oily feathers fall from the sky like a broken umbrella spinning awry twisting and turning then soaring a while … Continue reading The Crow
With fragile hands that once were strong she plucks the heavy fruit from the knotted branch and fills her basket … Continue reading Cherry Pie.
Chapter I – The Phantom of Rock I’ve come to hate my body and all that it requires of me … Continue reading Hard Rock Candy (an excerpt – wip)
My First visit to WAWA It’s late and raining. I stop to get gas at this well lit “7-11” wannabe … Continue reading My First Visit to WAWA
Rachel 492 wds It was bone cracking cold the day the tall thin girl in a … Continue reading Rachel (revised)
The day she came back i was in the town square at market buying several grouse and some venison, red potatoes and wild beets for a stew. Her favorite meal. Continue reading Ferderica
“I’m Candy.” Her voice soft but nasal like a gay male. Each word carefully chewed and swallowed before trailing out through her nostrils. It was not her real name. Not the one she was born with nor even the one on her driver’s license but it’s what she told us to call her that first day. Continue reading Candy