The first time I had the dream, my mom stayed with me until I went back to sleep. The second time it came, two years later, I sat by myself and stared at the ceiling. Then I went to the window and looked outside. It was cold, fall. I stayed […]
Culpepper Pipe: One Version of Many
<<<Hi all, apologies for not having visited of late, I have been travelling like mad. Below is a new story with a couple points of view (one Kate, one Mark). I originally wrote the Kate parts and handed them over to Shards (http://shardsofdubois.wordpress.com/2014/06/01/culpepper-pipe-a-strange-collaboration-of-sorts/; her version is posted under this link) and Mark (http://markpaxson.com/2014/06/01/the-thunder-had-gone/; his version […]