Dennis spread the checkered blanket out for their picnic. He scanned the river and the view of distant trees turning vivid fall…
Bob lit his cigarette while loading his pistol. He kept dropping bullets in the process.
From infancy to adulthood, my daughter’s clothes tell me who she is
I don’t hate you, moon,
I just have a lot of questions;
Please come close so we can talk,
Just kidding I have a knife;
I’m going to stab the moon
I have thrown exactly one punch in my life. I was 12 and in eighth grade. After some pushing and shoving, my fist connected with another classmate’s nose in a school hallway during passing period. I was so amazed at how much it hurt to punch…