We go through so many changes as we go through life, physical, emotional, romantic, etc, and I wanted to write a series on transitions, but…

I think, as a writer, the hardest job we have is to describe, to make the reader feel pain, to make someone empathise enough to…

I'm ten years old and can't tell you the ratio of black to white any more than boy to girl without having to dissect my class ~ each seat in each row ~ because to me it's not race or gender just a…

Kelli: Twelfth Grade

Katrina keeps trying to hang out with us and she just doesn’t seem to understand that she doesn’t fit in (her hair just has way too much texture,…

Kelli, Eighth Grade:

We were in art class, and when Amanda got up to rinse out her paintbrush, I got the other kids at the table to promise they would…

Dear Reader,

If you have not read the introduction post, which appears lower on the main page than this post, please go back and do…

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Count all the stars in the sky and you will know how many possibilities you possess.

Count all the…

You know who I’m talking about - he’s the one who’s beginning to go bald and is starting a little comb over – a bit overweight and wearing a sport jacket in an odd color, awkward with his little…

I see you there, seeing me see you seeing me see you there.

You can't hide behind your sunglasses and the colored lights forever, and besides, it's dark in here: you'll catch your death of…

“Don’t you dare.”  I bet my brother said that a million times when we were growing up.  I was younger than him but I still threw ice water at him, stuffed snow down his shirt, and dropped…

If I had a penis, I wouldn't be able to leave it alone, its energy aroused by the slightest brush of cotton or silk, by the vibration of my car engine, by my own heavy steps and excellent…

I've been gone so long that I feel like the words cannot spill out neatly onto the page anymore. There are too many equations in my brain, rattling around and crowding out the wordiness of my…

The place where I live is full of gentle hills that roll and cant against one another as if long ago God was unsatisfied with the flatness of the land and lifted it like a rug, gave it a brief…