Ron

His slicked back hair was a bag of baby carrots smashed with a copper pipe. A square jaw line was only partially obscured by his matching, well-manicured and untrustworthy beard. […]

Ideation.

Surreptitiously, a cat lingers on the periphery of darkness, staring, with rapt attention into the black oil of obscurity, chasing the flashes of silverfish with eyes like two cunning moons. […]

1979

The young girl sat in the white vinyl bucket chair, the one that wobbled slightly on its silver pedestal base from years of substituting as a Sit ‘N Spin. The […]