Patience

Seriously? I have none. Absolutely none. And I have a baby. Am I being dramatic? I have some I suppose, but it’s gone in a flash. What brings on that impatience? That voice in my head saying “I love you, Catanya” every time I get away from a task and I’m alone. Walking between meetings, … [Read more…]

The sweat was dripping off my thumb

when he stopped to pick me up. Thought I’d never get the infernal racket of the wind blowing through the god-damned wheat fields. Fucking husks. The air’s so dry the inside of my nose is bleeding from chafe up there. My eyes are beyond dry. “You need a drink?” he motions toward the cooler on … [Read more…]