My Fourth Angel
My father made a late appearance on the mantel shrine of dead family members this past summer. For the longest time it was only my sister. My father was the…
Forced Reconfiguration
It was an ultimatum that had a gentle deadline. She said she was not going to plan the wedding, she was too busy. If I wanted a big wedding, I…
Unsweetened
I'm not writing to capture the moment, more I'm releasing the memories. I'm not out to hurt any of the characters in the play as it unfolds from my scribbled…