Sunday evening, they sit in the living room and share a beer. It’s the last beer. The 30-pack Nathan had picked up from the corner store had gone faster than they’d thought. They are down to a lot of last things. The last beer, the last slice of bread, the last gallon of gasoline in … Continue reading Sunday Scaries
After a long day-- a longer pause. When the alarm goes off at 4:30 yes-- in the morning, and the shift starts at 6:30 half a county away and goes for who-knows-how-many more hours until my tired feet hit home... And then it's kids-that-aren't-even-mine and maybe a meeting and a moment to myself because dear god … Continue reading April 28 : On Living Well
Typewriter Moon 