He reads something in my face I have no words for. “Okay,” Tim says. “You can have your divorce.”
Month: July 2023
This Textured Darkness, #2
The bird suddenly seemed negotiable.
This Textured Darkness, #1
A space of time illumined by vision . . .
This Textured Darkness, The Myth
Spirits beneath a star-strung sky
Carries a woman with tears in her eyes.
Introducing, This Textured Darkness, a fantasy
We either connect with the work or we don’t because the character has been endowed with life, and life has the power to draw others into the nature of its reality.
My Darling, Onan Buess
Onan sees himself as a child, playing with his truck in the red clay of the hill. He sees Rochelle. He sees little Rochelles. He sees a little boy who looks exactly like him, playing with trucks in a sandlot, about to make the same mistake he did.
Frank McGhee (aka Stumpy)
Harshbarger Mills, #4 I grew up in West Virginia, and it’s my belief that our small towns, hollers, and “wide spots in the road” contain more characters… Read more “Frank McGhee (aka Stumpy)”
Lumpy McFaye
“No, thanks. I’ve seen enough of human nature.”
When I write What I write . . .
Bean juice affected the great-aunts like distillery fumes.
