Track and Field: Part 2
After practice Trevor and I walked home together as usual, and although I wanted to babble on like an excitable school-girl about what had happened with Red, I didn't bother my macho friend with an obvious overdose of gayness. Trevor was a great buddy,...
Track and Field: Part 11 - Lee
Lee "One, two, three, one, two, three..." _Clang, clang-clang, Clang, clang-clang..._ Left, right-left, right, left-right... "Good," my uncle barked, his sword still humming through the air and striking with mine on precise rhythm. The blows...
Track and Field: Part 10 - Red
Red I rapped my knuckles against the glass screen door to Lee's parent's house. I tried to make it as rhythmic as I could; it turned into a long, bony trundle that vibrated the glass. It was how Mrs. Hawthorne knew that it was me. For the first month...
Track and Field: Part 9
I woke up and Lee was gone. I also couldn't move. My body was so stiff that to wiggle a toe seemed impossible. Were my toes even still attached? Since I couldn't crane my neck to look around it was as though I was nothing but a dismembered head...
Strangers After All: part VIII
I couldn't remember the last time I felt so warm. There was the blanket, which I guess Deacon draped over us at some point in the night, but there was the comfort of him too. He was something that I wished I'd found sooner, and I never wanted to loose...
Strangers After All: Part II
Deacon and I didn't really speak much as we made our way to this Italian place he was so keen for. In all honesty we wouldn't have been able to if we had wanted. The crowd was so thick on the sidewalk that we pretty much had to slice our own way...
Strangers After All: Part V
I felt giddy as I sat next to Lani and watched television. Not restlessly giddy, but just the right amount of fervent excitement that builds in your system. Much like when riding a roller-coaster and you're scaling that enormous hill that - you know...
Strangers After All: Part VI
All I managed to do after Deacon scurried away with my shirt plastered to his face was this: 1.) Smile like a moron. 2.) Collapse onto Benji's bed. 3.) Laugh uncontrollably, in utter bliss, for five minutes straight. I couldn't keep the joy I was...
Strangers After All: Part IV
My first reaction upon hobbling into Benji's home was "Oh God, don't touch anything." The front door fed straight into the living room, the carpet plush and white, the walls black with elegantly detailed molding in ivory shades; a glass-topped coffee...
A Father's Love: Part I
"Colby Randall Crow," I said sternly, my eyes fixed on his mop of auburn hair as he stared at the ground, "Look at me, son." He didn't budge. His legs hardly reached the ground as he sat alone bunched up on a park bench, his arms crossed and his chin...
Track and Field: Part 8 - Red
Red "Sweetheart, what's the matter?" my mother chirped before daintily nibbling on the piece of steak that dribbled juices down the end of her fork, her ears fluttering at the taste. "You haven't touched your T-bone." "Very peculiar." My father said...
Track and Field: Part 6 - Lee
Lee I felt sick to my stomach. The whole drive in Sasha's car was giving me time to think, but, as much as there was for me to mull on, all I managed to do was draw a blank. My mind was scoured of any thought whatsoever; completely, eerily,...