relationships

A Mother’s Gift | Fiction

A Mother’s Gift | Fiction

Auntie Lu was drunk. It was a sloppy, uncontrolled inebriation, a stumble off the edge of propriety rather than a purposeful dive. Not that anyone was here to judge her, not tonight. After all, allowances had to be made when a woman lost her sister. The rest of Vida’s...
The Days Without Time | Fiction

The Days Without Time | Fiction

In Myrtle Beach during the early summer of 2017, heretofore identified only as the days without time, my friends took to laughing at mini golf courses with water spurting from the mouths of enamel-coated dragons, vacated beachwear warehouses still boasting names like...
Benediction | Fiction

Benediction | Fiction

1. My grandma bought a trailer on the county line and left it to mom when she passed and I suppose if I wasn’t locked up I could lay claim one day. The old widow that collected lot rent always told us they weren’t trailers they were mobile homes but that was about the...
The Last Cup | Fiction

The Last Cup | Fiction

It cannot speak to her, I must speak through it. I must say in a moment what I could not otherwise say in a lifetime and what I did not manage to say in the lifetime I shared with her. The process itself is the statement, the making of it. Every time my fingers touch...
You Belong to Me | Visual Art

You Belong to Me | Visual Art

You Belong to Me You belong to me is a colorful piece with man and woman. The man holds the woman’s heart in his hand. Is this love? Possession cannot be defined as love, except by the possessor. The bright colors offset the theme of this painting. It...