CG MillerinLit UpThe Birds Sound WeirdThe asteroid’s getting closer every day and all Dad wants to do is play one last game of tennis as a family. He called me over when he…Aug 632Aug 632
CG MillerinThe Mad RiverThere’s Something a Little Wrong with EverythingShe convinces me the dead of night is the best time to bury something you’re finished with. Draws her finger along my spine when I tell her…May 1018May 1018
CG MillerinLit UpSwallowI just swallowed. Again, already? Did enough saliva build-up to justify? Two back-to-back swallows have me struggling on the third. About…Apr 2711Apr 2711
CG MillerinThe Mad RiverWrathThe stack of tires hides me from view, masks my teenage fear behind the pungent smell of cured rubber. I cower and watch.Apr 2316Apr 2316
CG MillerEvening AnimalsIt took the strength of both me and my older brother, Jacky, to pry the microwave door off its hinge, and it took the combining effort of…Apr 98Apr 98
CG MillerBirds of PreyMom’s a birder, so we’re birders too. We watch the Texas skies for red-tailed hawks, green kingfishers, buff-bellied hummingbirds…Apr 721Apr 721