Elusive

What does a soul look like? He often wondered as the walked aimlessly through the streets, eyes downcast  in a tireless but tiresome search. He’d dropped it somewhere, he was sure.  At first, he barely missed it. His chest felt a bit empty, but that could have been any number of things. Maybe he was […]

The Iron Bridges

I sometimes say that I grew up in the middle of nowhere, but that’s not quite true. If I really think it over, it’s more accurate to say that my little town perched on the edge of nowhere.

Porcelain

Joey missed her. He really did, though nobody seemed to think so. He didn’t really blame them. He didn’t emote like people expected. He didn’t cry at her funeral, or take time off of work or school. How could a teenager take the loss of his mother so well, they would ask. Did he not […]