My Favorite Sunglasses
Three pairs of sunglasses that stand out as the much exceptional, only one of which I still possess. Continue reading My Favorite Sunglasses
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Porthole
I didn’t think much of the hole Cooper was digging until… Continue reading Porthole
Hair Inside My Ear | Fiction Friday
A poem to part ways with this obsessive and fictional focus. Continue reading Hair Inside My Ear | Fiction Friday
Late Night Decison
prompt: struggle with choice In an alley, the window between someone dying and deciding what to do is very wide. Blood seeps into the gutter, washing further into the darkness. The source of the blood is a man, someone I … Continue reading Late Night Decison
Perhaps Rain
prompt: consider the weather I stood where the asphalt cracked and the hop-scotch line was broken. In the distance the clouds collected and built their strength. When they came together, the sunlight died within them. White pillows turned to black … Continue reading Perhaps Rain
Classroom Visitor
Kimberly Yates had never heard a man try to say his own name as his lungs filled with blood. But she’d never forget the sound, either. The sound seemed more appropriate to an alley way covered in standing piss, the … Continue reading Classroom Visitor