Continue On Saturdays
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: For my mother, sweat stains on silk was a catastrophe. For me, the earth would have to crack open and a giant…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “Sylvie! Sylvie! Damn it, where are you child?” I peeked through the planks of the porch stairs at Aunt Hinie’s uneven stockings. Her worn shoes disappeared from view and I heard the porch door squeak…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: There are ten secrets about living in Odessa Springs that every newcomer wishes they had known before they had called the movers and filed for their change of address. Let me go through them for…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “You gave me an STD!” she screamed at him while shaking her clenched fists. They were so tight I almost thought she was fingerless. Other than screaming personal information in the street of Harlow, Indiana…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Derrick held up his glass of wine and looked across the table at his brother Donny, then to Donny’s wife Gia. “We’re here to celebrate…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “What do you mean you are married?” he said. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. He stepped away from me and raised his palms toward me. “What have we been doing…