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Twenty-Three

Every day, twenty-three men who are not allowed to see their children commit suicide.

Step 97

"What do you want?" she asked. We were lying on our backs, gazing up at the star-studded sky. There was no moon that night. Still, so far out of town, the wide space above us was bright with the glow... Continue Reading →

That Hopey Changey Thing

Remember when Sarah Palin stood up in front of a crowd in 2010 and asked, "How's that hopey, changey thing workin' out?" At the time I thought that speech was absurd because if anything stifled the "hope" movement of the Obama era, it was the obstinate Republican Congress. Lately, I have to admit Sarah, it's been a long road.

From Necessity to Hobby: The Devolution of the Home Garden

Considering food is one of the three main staples for survival, you'd think people would pay more attention to where it comes from and how it's grown. I think it's unfortunate that "organic" food has become a luxury for the... Continue Reading →

Hautian Heroes: Mission of the Market

A quick examination of Vigo County alone reveals much about the economic condition of rural Indiana. As of 2015 the poverty rate was 20.4% among households, 25.2% among children under the age of 18. (Stats Indiana, 2017) That means in... Continue Reading →

Short Story Long

Did you know there are word lengths associated with different story types? Oh, you did? Well, yeah, me too. Duh! Right? Ha...heh...okay.... So I have trouble with categorizing things sometimes. When is a short story really short, or just flash... Continue Reading →

So I’m Sitting Here, On A Friday

Here I am. At work (ugh). On a Friday (uggh). It's a little dreary outside (ugggh). I just read a satirical article about Mike Pence's stare-down of North Korea (huh). Then for some reason I thought about the worm farm... Continue Reading →

Tattooed Mice

The other night in group you told everyone that you knew I was a better writer. That the work you held in your hand, that you'd read the week before, was full of potential and awe. That you knew I... Continue Reading →

Anxiously Love

This wasn't how it was supposed to be. New love wasn't supposed to be this stressful. She'd never felt anything like it before. It was unnerving. She felt so confined, restricted. Love was supposed to be powerful and freeing. A... Continue Reading →

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