Tag: Painting

The Fridge

When it rains, it pours, and then some.  I have been writing nonstop all week and loving it. I started this story (the first paragraph) sometime this year and abandoned [ … ]

Painting Wura

She is wearing one of her ‘cover-up’ t-shirts; those pieces of clothing that she is convinced hide the things she wants hidden. The soft, drooping mounds with tips that burn [ … ]

Blank Canvas

He would finally make it to bed sometime before dawn. She would feel him get in beside her and turn sleepily towards him so he could hold her. She need [ … ]