The Crevasse

Coming home and going home

Roman Newell
The Interstitial
Published in
4 min readApr 18, 2024

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Photo by Meg von Haartman on Unsplash.

A man in a space the size of an envelope. Face pressed against stone slab rock, drool streaked across gray blue making fingers of streaky dark. For a moment. The sun traverses the mountain, from driver side to passenger side says his mama, if we just keep on driving, driving like we never gonna stop, we can ‘scape that mess behind us, apple orchard smile blossoming out swollen lips and purple…

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Roman Newell
The Interstitial

Busy working on my novel, 20XX. I also talk about the writing journey on Substack. romannewell.substack.com.