The first time I was on television was a Tuesday. I wasn’t excited to miss a school day. I hardly went.
“I haven’t seen you, even though you are here every day.” Mother purses her lips. “How’s school?” Father furrows his brow. Blue eyes stare from under a gray hoodie in the direction of Mother, then to Father and back to the green beans. A fork pushes aside the meatloaf. “May I be excused?” “Are you on drugs?” Mother locks a stare on father’s face as if to tractor beam the words out […]
I remember the first time I made a dollar. Actually, I don’t, and that stresses the following law like a bored criminal. The law of not what, but how You can’t guarantee the output, the result, nor the end. Not in money, nor love, nor a simple acknowledgment of something nice you have done, not even […]