For Older Readers

The stories and poems in this section may be most appropriate for young adult readers, but have something that can be enjoyed by everyone.

a slug on a road

Water Stains

"What are the new neighbors like?" Mom asked. "I hope they fit in."

Brody wondered how or where the new neighbors were supposed to fit. Adults said the weirdest things sometimes.

On the Cliff

She wants to see it, the sky, haloed in horizon, sprawled out in a panorama. Overwhelmed by emotion, Gwyneth’s eyes shift out of focus. But she sees it — the light — flickering in front of her. Calling out to her.

Splinterings

Ma, remember how you would hold me? 
It was on days just like these: 
we took naps under the curtains,
dozed off sun—us steamed sweet 
like overused bamboo baskets

To Kill Time

When I was a young boy, I had a spectacular adventure. I've know better than most how fickle Time can be. I feel him peering over my shoulder as I write. I hope you’ll let me finish before it’s time to go, old friend.

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