My new Ameri-ku on masticadoresusa

Child’s Play – An Ameri-Ku Children, grown, how we drift in thought, grieving, and yearningenergetic, youthful years listening to our children, playing while learning watching tiny hearts laugh, making new friends with all who passwe grow old; our little ones leave, we watch their play enshrined in brass   To finish reading this Ameri-Ku, please…

My Short Story “Booze And Bobcats” Now On MasticadoresIndia

Anguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot.  Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen.  Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of…