Imagine looking for your grandma and finding her floral caftan with matching pink furry slippers, the floral citrus smell of Channel #5 still hanging in the air meandering along the trail of brilliant zinnias all the way to the hot tub. Then imagine the evidence, a struggle, indentations in the St. Augustine signaling an awful … Continue reading
Tonight I leave the dead to sleep as their faint beckonings resonate and swirl and sift among the moss-draped trees down this path I travel long beyond a corridor of shallow fields and through the murk of unknown grief The deep angst of the marsh a fog of silky spider webs the contours of it … Continue reading
Dena Kay liked to take me to the movies when she didn’t have anyone else to ask along. I liked going, as of course, I would like to go just about anywhere. After all, it wasn’t a whole lotta fun, and also rather tricky, having to play dodgeball by oneself. Dena Kay just loved scary … Continue reading
I loved to spend the night with Nanny and Granddad on the farm out in the middle of flat nowhere. It wasn’t as bad as one may think; there was lots to do and lots to wonder about. It was especially fun when Tandy and I got to spend the night together in order to … Continue reading
This is an old story that I wrote approximately 200 years ago, otherwise known as the 1990s, for a creative writing class that I was taking for credit hours in English lit. Professor I Don’t Remember His Name said that this story “did not bother him that much” but that I leaned much too heavily … Continue reading
So we left our heroine, Mary Ann Davis on the cusp of having entered the county beauty pageant to compete for prize money which she desperately needed to go to medical assistant school in California. Mary Ann’s career goals were limited in her little town so she had decided she wanted to be an assistant … Continue reading
That summer ran long like an endless freight train of steel and heat barreling through the piney woods. Days seeped together and the sameness of it all started getting to me. I would sit out on the front porch in the evenings with Mama and Cade. Cade was my nephew and he and I were … Continue reading
They promised us a cold front in the middle of August they promised us a cold front just in time to save us. We had been frying food on the sidewalk and suffering from steam shock. Dizzy and dreary from sun stun saying goodbye to outdoor fun. Disgusted with our hot cars starting a trend … Continue reading
My grandmother came from a family of girls lending beauty and eloquence to the somber Texas plains Georgia people headed westward after the Civil War escaping the ragged destruction misplaced ideals You can farm Texas with a blessing and a blue moon if seasons cooperate instead of conspire No help for her father six girls … Continue reading
Lola was not 5 foot tall but she stood above everyone else I’ve met in this life Her parents, born in Florida grew up in the mists, marshes and muckiness of the Everglades Hot and dripping that excrucible wet heat summers you’d remember, alright Her grandmother Mary looking for berries in the woods stepped on … Continue reading
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