When she did that swan dive off the high board I swear, the freaking world stopped. Walking along the side of the pool, fresh faced,…
My poem, Spinning through the Astral Plane, has been published by Silver Birch press as a part of their “Me at 17 Poetry and Prose…
I was just thinking the other day about labels, putting labels on people, and the problem of labeling. In one of my classes this week,…
Dear Miss Malicious…. Why are you using that title….didn’t one of the Mob Wives get into trouble with that word? Nope, she got into trouble…
There is still time to read (and vote if you like) for short story/poems in the current issue of the Texas Writers Journal. My story…
All things end, as they must. Those balmy fall nights turn chilly – the competition amps up for the competitors, the ball finally comes to…