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
REVIEW: The River’s Edge, by Tina Sears ****Four and a half stars. Outstanding read. A true-to-life coming of age … Continue reading
She walked into the room in the basement of Christ’s church where we met every second and fourth Saturday of … Continue reading RACHEL
Green eyes that once were blue, afraid to look at my face in a mirror when I was a teen. Continue reading Memoir.