A Heart Thing -Flash Fiction by BR Chitwood- * What was I doing here? It seemed a sad inertia was in control of my body.
Desperate Days of Winter The soul of man must feel the season of death, those December days and nights when the body’s joints stiffen and
“Ma, Pa wants to seeya down at the barn…” “Ma, didn’t ya heah me? Pa wants to seeya down at the barn?” “Ma, stop staring
My love for writing began at an early age with simple poetry and words. Those words conveyed some wistful thoughts or wishes, but writing has
“Role and Roll” (Not to be confused with: ‘Rock and Roll’) “Have you ever eaten a roll while playing a role?” “What! Ah, you’re doing