By Larry Roszkowiak After the sex stopped I’d lie in bed at night, stare at the ceiling and plan carpentry…
By Murray Carlson We drove silently through the rainy Seattle night. When we stopped, I couldn’t feel my body. I…
By David Cox She came through fast, brushed my arm and almost knocked the jar from my hand. I started…
By Kevin Moriarity I remember some things from that day vividly. Other things are still fuzzy. I remember the warm…
By James Thibeault They don’t know until I hit the hardwood floor. I make my knuckles crack, then bleed. I scream.…