There was a time when evening lay easily upon the thread of time. When she and I would sit high atop castle walls surveying the…
There was a time when evening lay easily upon the thread of time. When she and I would sit high atop castle walls surveying the…
I wake late in the nucleus of summer purple coneflowers with coppery spikes gleaming swaying in a solstice dance I have climbed through the brambles…
Today is National Advice Day, I just made that up, but I could use some. Book Trailers 101. I’m speaking to you Indie writers and…
I escaped with tiny, shimmering coins stuffed in my pockets finally running free with you and Mad Desire. I was only one step ahead of…
The freezing fog does not come in on little cat feet, rather, it comes in on the razor’s edge of a hungry coyote’s tooth and…
Nate, a 4th grader in West Texas, tells his story about life in Sportsville, USA. The story will ring true to those of you in…
In the City
Published by broussardlana on July 28, 2016In the city that faith built life kneels in bent supplication then sometimes it crawls along dim alleys and treacherous roads where the disenfranchised gather…