I kept that tire swing
I remember grandpa
pushing me on that swing
with permanently bowed fingers, once mangled by a corn-picker.
Years later I watched him climb up a loader and...
Water On My Face
You say there’s water in the basement.
I can clean it up.
You say the plants need water.
I’ll get the hose.
I can also clean my car.
I...
Social Journalist
New school on the other side of the city knew no one but James and Kate. I walk through unfamiliar hallways and see unfamiliar...
Recent Creative Writing
OTHER STORIES
Wednesday
I can hear you, understand you, tonight.
Your voice is so strong.
She always had a strong voice, now
Slowly diminishing--Be gone, ugly
Disease.
She mothered four, then five...
