Short Story by Nicole Simonsen
A crazy and shameful thought occurred to me. I could paint a get-well card with my mother’s blood.
A crazy and shameful thought occurred to me. I could paint a get-well card with my mother’s blood.
In September 2010, an excerpt from Kelcey Parker’s then-unfinished Liliane's Balcony appeared in the first issue of Talking Writing. Now, we’re pleased to present another excerpt from the completed work in conjunction with Rose Metal Press.
The nice thing about literary fiction is that it can be anything it wants.
Come this time tomorrow, she’d be crossing West Texas—with Nopalito far behind her. She knew where she was going.
Narrative expands our view of the real people in our lives.