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
In your 36th year you will learn what its like to die and watch all that you built and your father built be dismantled. Continue reading Synopsis of a story
What do you think I’d see
If I could walk away from me Continue reading Nostalgia
I sit alone by the window in silence … Continue reading A Yearning.
“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
She walked into the room in the basement of Christ’s church where we met every second and fourth Saturday of … Continue reading RACHEL
I sit in my mother’s old rocking chair, the same one she used to rock me in when I was … Continue reading The Reluctant Soldier