We were lead to believe that children are for life. Fed homely images of our elderly future, surrounded by our … More
Category: Death
Haunted
My ghosts follow me. No. They anticipate me. Where ever I go, they are there. They live in a specific … More
Chords
With long, sharp knives they took his mother’s voice. Now on sterile sheets she lies silent, waiting for him. Lips … More
Drive Away
When I was 9 or 10, I had a nightmare every week for a year. I’m driving in fog. I … More
Small Favors
It was really, really not fair notfairnotFAIRnotFAIR Lelly’s yellow boots smacked the wet sidewalk, half-frozen water sending a satisfying spray-punctuated … More
What the Old Woman Said
“But it scares me.” She pulled another blade of long grass, sliding the delicate sweet bit from the tough stalk. … More
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