“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...