by Kelly Wickham “Don’t step directly over the graves, mom,” my youngest warned me. “It’s earth. It’s ok. We’re not here to disturb,” I called over my shoulder. It’s Fall and I like taking pictures. Sometimes, Morgan comes with me and then I spot a graveyard. I am calm with him, calmer than I was [...]
Manifestos: The Way Back
March 29, 2013 By Leave a Comment
At first I thought I had gone blind. Everything was fuzzy and I was jolted, hard. My ears either popped or I was still in slow motion, everything swirling. Why aren’t the children making noise? They were making too much noise just a moment ago, clicking and unclicking their seatbelts. Young boys playing a stupid [...]
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