Popp!nTalk…But something inside me had broken, and broken my sensibility, too. I wanted to fix this connection that she grew in me, I wanted to make it all right so I could love again. But I only made a bigger mess, and a bigger and bigger and bigger one yet until we both were chin-deep in messiness.
A short story set in 1815 of a young woman who falls in love with the masculine daughter of a well-known rancher.
The night had set in and it was dark, only the low blue glow of the horizon, and the moon and stars above lighted my path. I peeked out from behind a bush at a train car in crawling motion. I ran and jumped and grabbed hold of a railing. Stepping onto the median, I […]
Your dreams are beautiful hidden talent; shine like only you can. Don’t give up, no matter the criticism.
