Man like Us
There is a man walking so slowly up the park path. He pauses near a bench. He’s wearing black sweats over a button-up white shirt. He pauses to watch a […]
There is a man walking so slowly up the park path. He pauses near a bench. He’s wearing black sweats over a button-up white shirt. He pauses to watch a […]
She had a coy little way of disagreeing with you, like when I mentioned that the democratic candidate would make for a pretty good county commissioner and she turned to […]
“Go stand over there.” He pointed down the little trail by the creek. “Okay,” said Juliet. “But not if you’re going to paint me.” She walked a ways through the […]
As of today, I’ve seen 13,002. I wonder how many of them have been without a pillowcase, without sheets, (only one corner of the fitted sheet loose) without pajamas, with […]