“Hey, babe! I’m going to the writing cave. I need to knock out at least 1,000 words tonight. Don’t wait up for me,” Kara called to Sam, her husband.

Sam just chuckles, and kisses his wife.

Kara climbs up to the attic space that she transformed into a Pinterest worthy writing cave. She has her inspiration board on the wall next to the window, notes are scattered everywhere, and images of actors ...

A series of three squat cinderblock building that sat across the creak in a field next to the Grange Hall with faded playground equipment peaking out from behind. The halls are smaller than I remember. You would think the emptiness would make the area feel larger, but it doesn’t. Without chattering children, colorful artwork, or laughing teachers, the building has shrank.

Ten classrooms doors st...

It wouldn’t be hard

You are everywhere

Along the highways

On the mountains

I could walk 10 yards

Harvest you quickly

People wouldn’t know

You are just a flower

Wild carrot perhaps

They don’t see you

They don’t know

You are missing a skirt

I’m no great thinker

But I would choose you

Unlike him

You were forced on him

Easily found

Easily harvested

Easily brewed

Easily consumed

White and delic...