My journal of big words and pretty pictures
She boasted that she never in her life put gasoline into her own car. When her Lexus’ gas gauge edged toward E, she would call her husband at work and in her most vulnerable voice cajole him into leaving his office to come home because she was stranded. Her long-suffering spouse would come home uncomplaining … Continue reading Too good
She did a little shake, her idea of a seductive shimmy, and her polyester and tulle dress slid down her androgynous hips, and pooled around her bare feet. Lost among the remains of their late-date dinner of Monterey melts and a BBQ sandwich on Texas toast from Whataburger, she stepped into his arms. The secluded … Continue reading Brings all the boys to the yard
Thin spiral notebook 