I know a boy who loved too much. He’s my cousin, Toby. I first noticed when he was seven, two...
Agata drove along the flat scrub of the west valley. Clouds a marvel of grey, gold, and pink. She pulled...
The siren went off about a half mile from town. You could set your watch by it. Some people did,...
He hadn’t slept more than three hours, what with the simmering resentment and Dotty’s fever. He knew Patricia needed help...
Why do certain days lie dormant in our memories, ready to arise so vividly that we live them again, no...
As I pull into the lane to my mother’s house, I see the white fence around her yard is peeling...
Stepping out of the truck, I took a deep breath. I tried to remind myself that this was the same...
Seems like every time you turn around, they’re carting somebody else out to die. Somebody takes a stroke or a...
I awake to find Lena no longer in bed beside me. I search for her everywhere, bathroom, kitchen, living and...
I was only fifteen when we lost our farm and had to move into town. All the stock and equipment...
“The Birth” was shortlisted for the 2024 Best in Rural Writing Contest by judge Dr. Chea Parton. Learn more about...
The way I met Calhoun, I was sitting in the bar, the only bar we have in town. At the...