God’s Shield
I lost my brother a few years ago, so now every year on his birthday, I go out to the river like we used to and cast my line. I remember how he used to crack jokes about all the little things going wrong in my life. “Chalk down sitting by yourself and talking to … Continue reading
God’s Snuggie
The release of air into the world, confirming the end of my family’s dream. I glance back when I reach the end of the cement porch, trying not to break my lethargic character. But in the dead windows I pear into the empty soul of our former life. I see my son dashing viciously in diapers, as … Continue reading
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