Mom

The floor and walls of my bedroom above the garage shuddered as she slammed the door. I held my breath. It was 2am and I had high school in the morning, but I wasn’t in bed. I couldn’t be. I had ceased being a teenager, stopped being a son, hours ago. I was now clocked […]

Comments Off on Mom

Breaking the Spell

In high school, as we’re all trying on different personalities to see which ones fit, I tried being very into trucks. It made a little bit of sense. My first vehicle was a big truck, my dad’s 10-year-old GMC Sierra, black with tan interior, four-wheel-drive, and a 5.7 liter V8. It wasn’t glamorous but it was […]

Comments Off on Breaking the Spell