When I went to the desert last week to collect a few of my father’s papers, I drove past a shortcut my sister and I use to take on our way home from school. The small footpath, wide enough for two girls to walk side by side, would save us at least a 1/2 mile … Continue reading
Category Archives: Creative Non-Fiction
Day 3 of 35
I have been thinking about an orange all day. I ate it two years ago in February at a rest stop off of Interstate 5. Don’t ask me which rest stop; which stretch of highway. I couldn’t tell you anything more than it was before Ojai, Ca and far enough away from Martinez, Ca, that I was … Continue reading
Untempered Glass 