World of White

Fresh snow is all around me absorbing every instance of sound, lowering the ambient noise by trapping the air’s vibrations between the snowflakes.…


What We Love

I met Minnie McKinney on a distinctly cold day in February of the year 1985. Her face was stricken with the same fearful confusion that it would grow…


Immortal

The hammer of the Saturday Night Special revolver is lined up with my right eye. Even with a target this close, I want to make sure I don't miss. To…