“Knockedy-knock-knock!” his mother sang from the small open crack in the door.
Writing
March 8, 2015
“Stick a needle in my eye.”
March 7, 2015
Eventually, the search party found me, but I was so dehydrated and delirious that I had to be hospitalized for a week.
March 6, 2015
“Fuckin’ College,” said Dan kind of spitefully.
March 5, 2015
Bruce wasn’t always this way. He once had a wife. He once had children.
March 4, 2015
Let the Celebration of Barry commence!
March 3, 2015
They’re full of small people with small minds and if you don’t fit their norm, well, then you’re shit out of luck.
March 2, 2015
“Lily? Olly-olly-oxen-free.”
March 1, 2015
We take steps like one, two, and on three they lift me up by my arms and swing me forward and it is so fun.
February 28, 2015
The sun was high in the sky on the third day when my youngest daughter had to leave our family vacation at the Jersey shore.
Marie Hendry 