Memory fails. But someone else’s memory always picks up the life left behind.
Read MoreFour sepia school boys in collared shirts stop and pose in the afternoon clutter.
Read MoreTeaching was always who I was, until I no longer was a teacher. But a memorable dream, an email from a reader, and a difficult decision taught me I was still a teacher, even when I wasn’t one.
Read MoreJenny is haunted by the accident—she always remembers the blood. But dancing changes everything.
Read MoreJoe is tired— of eating pancakes, of his wife’s routine, of doing the same thing every day. Today is his chance to do different.
Read MoreWe could have sent Mojo back. Instead, we gave him everything we thought would help. And he gave us lessons in return.
Read MoreShe opened the glass door of the freezer case and reached for the yellow waffle box, right at eye level, the one with the red logo across the front. As her fingertips touched the waxy box, she felt her thoughts […]
Read MoreIt ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate one. My father lost his steel plant job when I was maybe 6. He worked after that as a messenger for a local delivery company based on the East Side […]
Read MoreHis aged black Camaro pulled into the parking lot. The sunlight hit the windshield at just the right angle to catch my eye through the coffee shop’s windows and alert me to look up. He was alone today. I finished […]
Read MoreGetting married was the second last thing I thought I would ever do in life. It was never even on my list of things to accomplish. My list included college, graduate school, a nice home, lots of pets, a career […]
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