When I was younger, I sought change (as we all do).
Little did I know that change would be my constant (as we all learn).
It’s only now, after so many years of it, that I realize how much I love all those little things that stay the same.
Category Archives: Today’s Pen
The End of the Road | Pt 7
“Ah, fuck.” Charlie’d reached for his smokes only to realize he’d forgotten to get another pack. He hadn’t walked that far, but the thought of going back into that store and facing her again was too much for him.
The End of the Road | Pt 6
The walk back to town was shorter than he remembered. Something about the way the sun was sitting and the slant of the hills, he guessed. His knees protested, but the rest of him was lighter now that he’d gotten a walk in him and some time to think of nothing at all.
The End of the Road | Pt 5
He woke the next morning clutching his throat, the pre-dawn sky casting an eerie pink light across the dark room. His eyes ran to the door. The door with the latch. It was closed.
Coyote On The Highway
In the city, I used to look for it, and so I got by. The copse of trees at the end of a forgotten street. The cultivated flower gardens around the golf course. The tiny patch of grass that lived beside the parking lot outside my apartment window. Nature lived there. And when I lookedContinue reading “Coyote On The Highway”
Jessica Barratt 