light the beam
i was just a 707 girl trying to make it in a 916 world.
Flash Nonfiction
Band on the Run
Violence permeated most aspects of our lives.
Oklahoma, 1985
We exchange nods and start down the hill, feeling exhilarated as we pick up speed.
Tell Me That One Again
She's told me this one enough that I get a 25% contact high just hearing it again.
Thank God
You were mostly next door, glaring at the mass of nondescript sports-club-people, perched high above their matching neon t-shirts in your glue-studded platforms.
Light Switch
And I just say, “Do it.” It comes out of me like it’s not even me, and now I’m terrified.
Hot Streak
Like you, I’ve read studies—well, summaries of studies—about how inaccurate recall is when forced upon intense or traumatic events.