A Thousand Wishes

A Thousand Wishes

I was taking pictures of dandelions gone to seed when the boy cried, “Hey, Mom!” “Over here!” I said. My moment of artistic inspiration…gone. The boy pushed by me and started to rip up my puffy little subjects, oblivious to the fact I was...
On Butt Cracks and Being a Bad Person

On Butt Cracks and Being a Bad Person

Her underwear were tucked into her nylons, the entire right side of her rear end flashing at least fifty-percent of the room. I’d never seen anything like it in real life. The only thing missing was a stream of toilet paper on the shoe. I wanted to get up and...