The waters of the Mississippi River were higher than the high school version of myself on a Saturday night. I willed my rusted sedan down the winding bends of Lilydale Road, nervously hydroplaning through dirty, cloudy puddles. Lilydale Road didn’t feel the way it used to be, because it simply wasn’t the way it used […]
A gust of bitter cold air smacked Ken in the face as he stepped off the bus and into the cold December air. It had been years since the last time that he was this far north, he had almost forgotten the way that the wind could cut down to your bones if you weren’t […]
Blue Pines I consulted my stars during a dry spell in the plains they told me to lie down in the grass make a blanket of the leaves told me to build a fire in the season when the sky grows cold told me age is just a number until it kills you warm in […]