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    This Textured Darkness, #102

    Bridon appeared at the Fish Belly twice a year during Open Court to play rulla. Bridon was a fiend for rulla, playing for hours on end.

    October 30, 2023October 30, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 14

    Every night we had to be at that dammed revival. Or at least I did. The boys were worn out with church, and Mrs. Sanders offered to step over and watch them at our house. She said she knew she was saved and reviving was too hard on her heart.

    October 30, 2023October 27, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, 99

    In Old Town, a section of the city known for its cobbled streets and tall, narrow buildings, Rizla the Red Witch and Suga the Eunuch watched the… Read more “This Textured Darkness, 99”

    October 27, 2023 by joanspilman

    Texas Sheet Cake Brownies by the Lunchroom Ladies (1960’s-70’s)

    Texas SheetCake Brownies by the Lunchroom Ladies

    October 24, 2023 by joanspilman

    Lunchroom Ladies Brownies

    Lunchroom Ladies Brownies, contributed by Roderick White, Parkersburg, WV

    October 23, 2023October 23, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 6

    I’d found opening between the table top and the phone book on the shelf beneath, and now I could see without moving. Grandmother had those red cheeks.

    October 22, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, a novel. Episode 3

    Grandma Lizzie told me she didn’t suspect she was pregnant until she was almost four months gone and the shock spun her catawampus.

    October 19, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle con’t.

    Silver Bottle, a novel by Joan Spilman

    October 18, 2023October 18, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, # 89

    The Nawabs had floated around the city, finally settling in a portion called The Bottom. But for a barn-like structure where plague victims went to die, the Bottom was comprised of shanties.

    October 17, 2023September 24, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #88

    Jessum uncorked the second jug before leaning out the window.

    October 16, 2023October 16, 2023 by joanspilman

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