Tag Archives: 2017

A Lesser Storm

I tell myself I’m not in love since the butterflies died, and—in the distant dark— a lightning bug signals her way as she climbs up through the hot air this…

Without Jeremy, Ch 21: Sidekicks

“I don’t see what the problem is; just write the stupid story.” So much for moral support from Chris. I turned my head to Steve. “What do you think?” Steve…

Slide And Dry

The dried paint, long since atomized from cylindered source, once bled in brief runnels upon the steel, upon the brick and concrete, graffito to graffito then finally graffiti and jagged…