Satellites and Violets
Gina was old now by nearly anyone’s standards. Her face was wrinkled and her joints creaked when she moved, especially first thing in the morning…
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Gina was old now by nearly anyone’s standards. Her face was wrinkled and her joints creaked when she moved, especially first thing in the morning…
Many years ago, an amateur graphologist told a business colleague that I was, based on my signature, a serial killer. When she assured the gentleman…
When we were young we were old, We always did what we were told. We should have been, What only now we have seen. We…
What can I say? What can I write? Summer’s promise lost its way alone now, in the dark night. Midsummer’s over, too. I know you’re…
Getting to Maylee’s going-away party at all was a thing. My cousin Jaxson and I took a state highway into the country and turned onto…
Mary has been trapped in this dark moonlit cemetery for an undetermined amount of time. She had been free of this place once, living among…
An ode to my Dad who left a surprise in my mailbox after his funeral Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash I remember when I…
If she didn’t know any better, she’d say the boy is insane. He’s standing here demanding that he knows her, but she’s never seen him…
a void is a void (is a void a void?) how about avoid? (haha) but seriously, though, is before a beginning the same as after…
Will you be soft, Graceful and tender, In touch and patience? Please; be kind, Sombre, slow, and loving. Let me mistake you, For a friend…
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