July 2008
2 posts
Too much?
Permission to breach the levee is all I’m ever asking. To whom do I address the question?
June 2008
1 post
2 tags
55-word story. Including the title. Try it.
My Third Husband This time it was the little things - the coffee rings on the new table, the bawdy laugh. It was the shower curtain always open and molding. It was the last piece of turkey that fell on his hideous brown shirt as he chewed and chewed and never noticed. I decided on poison.