Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest Honorable Mention: bone&silver/#MeToo

Why had my cousin rung me 5 times in thirty minutes? I returned my phone to airplane mode, and pushed open the classroom door. But during the lesson, my attention kept being pulled back to the call record, even while I taught; why was my stomach knotting? The one hour dragged like mud, then IContinue reading Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest Honorable Mention: bone&silver/#MeToo

The Monsters are Due on Vine Street- Samantha Lucero

of a grin usually on the missing persons board at truck stops where famished men would pick up hitch-hiking girl-children run aways, escaping home to find themselves, smelling like violins in the attic here she is in red-hot-red, rose-red, blood-red, a portrait streak of glitter high-heels with no hosiery ankles with tattoos of talaria wings and a wink atContinue reading The Monsters are Due on Vine Street- Samantha Lucero