A Long Journey Home || by Joseph Marsh
JAMES SHUFFLED ALONG A dirt road through the wilderness. Road stretched for miles ahead of him, the only si…
JAMES SHUFFLED ALONG A dirt road through the wilderness. Road stretched for miles ahead of him, the only si…
IT WAS THE TALK of the town, and there were no two ways about that. A body found floating in Wabbins Creek? The body of…
THE TWENTIETH OF NOVEMBER, 1300 hours; a woman gets on a train. She is not quite young, not quite old: all …
MY MOTHER CALLED IT FERTILIZER. Really, it was just ash from her cigarettes. My father, the florist, the bo…
I VOW TO CLEAN THINGS UP. Pajamas, khakis, and navy and plum-colored underwear clash astride a haphazard pile. …
HAVE YOU EVER SUFFERED HEARTBREAK? One that made the rest of the world come crashing down. One that sent yo…
CRUNCH OF STONE AND VIBRATION OF HEART. There is no one here to say goodbye. Long lingering looks reserved for the half…