Between the Lines: “Porch Songs”

Posted on Aug 28, 2015 in Stories
Between the Lines: “Porch Songs”

This time of year always gets me thinking about my one true love. We were young and wild — untethered to anything but each other. We thought maybe we’d move out to the West Coast. To San Francisco. Or Portland. We didn’t have much … just a bunch of dreams and a lot of energy. […]

Between the Lines: “She’s Already Made Up Her Mind”

Posted on Aug 21, 2015 in Stories
Between the Lines: “She’s Already Made Up Her Mind”

She had these green eyes that looked at me like no one had ever looked at me before. It’s intoxicating to be looked at like that. Everything else in the world disappeared when I was with her. I knew I was in trouble right from the start. All my friends told me she was too […]

Between the Lines: “Literally the End of the World”

Posted on Aug 14, 2015 in Stories
Between the Lines: “Literally the End of the World”

I have visions. Angels, usually. Or saints. Sometimes there’s an Indian chief who will go for walks with me. I call him Chief. That’s what he said to do. He doesn’t say much. Just walks on the other side of the fence along the road. I like having him there. The angels and saints give […]