Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, death, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

Hinterland Is Real

They say seeing is believing. I didn’t know what that meant until that night. I was coming home late, later than I should, and I knew I was going to catch heck. Momma didn’t even pretend to be patient when me or my sister wasn’t

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