Shooting Pains
I clattered around the kitchen to the washboard beat of a Johnny Cash playlist, scratching crusted butternut squash soup and quesadilla remains from a pile of pots and skillets. The stains from […]
Monthly Archives: March 2014
Beefcoin
The veterinarian and I stood out in the slush, faces toward a sun beaming with the type of warmth this pale Midwest skin hadn’t felt since November. I was doing […]
Paul Fredenberg 