June 26, 2021
Giving Up the Ghost
I open my eyes. I am seventeen again. I’m sitting on my bed in my old room at my parents’ house. Eddie Vedder is crooning “Even Flow” over the boombox on my dresser.
June 26, 2021
I open my eyes. I am seventeen again. I’m sitting on my bed in my old room at my parents’ house. Eddie Vedder is crooning “Even Flow” over the boombox on my dresser.
I open my eyes. I am seventeen again. I’m sitting on my bed in my old room at my parents’ house. Eddie Vedder is crooning “Even Flow” over the boombox on my dresser.
June 18, 2021
Roy pulled the covers up to his chin and huffed. “I’m not sleepy. Tell me more about the Mad Scientist of Station Seventeen, Grandma.”
Roy pulled the covers up to his chin and huffed. “I’m not sleepy. Tell me more about the Mad Scientist of Station Seventeen, Grandma.”
June 4, 2021
Another one fell from the sky today. It landed on my old pickup, with legs sprawled in every direction, long neck draped over the headlights.
Another one fell from the sky today. It landed on my old pickup, with legs sprawled in every direction, long neck draped over the headlights.