Allison's ShoesThey were an off red color, the color of autumn leaves right before they turn brown.They were maimed, with burns on the edges, scratches...
The House of ChangeI always knew we had arrived when I would see the mountain with the face that had a nose like mine carved into it and when the loud buzz...
El PaleteroThe slight breeze is unforgiving and warm, rustling through the droopy leaves of palm trees and plants. Birds, bugs, and people hide from...