by Chistine Perry | Dec 21, 2019 | Short Stories
Beyond the cracked sidewalk, and the telephone pole with layers of flyers in a rainbow of colors, and the patch of dry brown grass there stood a ten-foot-high concrete block wall, caked with dozens of coats of paint. There was a small shrine at the foot of it, with...
by Chistine Perry | Feb 8, 2019 | Uncategorized
I was called disrespectful. I was called untrue. I was called untrustworthy. I was called a manipulator. I was accused of being a seducer. I was accused of being an adulterer. I was said to have no friends and said I’d have many problems in the future. I was...
