His father, Ronald “Beau” Rutledge, III, pronounced coin like co-win although he didn’t care a fig for teamwork.
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.
Come this time tomorrow, she’d be crossing West Texas—with Nopalito far behind her. She knew where she was going.
Over the years, my memory has cast that night in moon and crickets and lilacs, dialogue even, although it’s all a lie.