Darla’s Ashes
The four of us gathered at the river’s edge, and, each with a scoop of fine ash the color of an oyster shell, released Darla into the water. Her last … Continue reading
May 13, 2017 · 3 Comments
Darla
Darla and I have been friends since seventh grade—our last names both began with “W,” putting us together in the back of homeroom. My other friends at the … Continue reading
April 2, 2016 · 5 Comments
Martha
Learning that Martha was dead came as a jolt from the blue–not just because the evening air was so perfectly laden with the scent of lilac, or because the news … Continue reading
May 14, 2013 · 29 Comments
