The dragon was old and weary. My brothers bought our father's approval with her gems. “Let me try,” I begged. Seven times I asked; the eighth time, he agreed. Leaving home, though, was the dragon’s idea. A girl can live years on a ruby or two, after all. Featured image by Peter Lomas from Pixabay
How to make breakfast for the family
First, collect the eggs. Hold the chicken coop open with one hand; hold your breath.
Things my mother taught me
i. Hold in your stomach Smile He only does that because he likes you They do not care how smart you are You look so pretty in green ii. That girl, she's had sex You can tell by how she walks the sway in her hips the way she flashes her teeth That girl is … Continue reading Things my mother taught me
You're little, they said. You can sneak in. I don't want to, I said. I was scared. The Rats didn't care, though. If you want a place to stay, you'll have to scout. I didn't want to do that, either. But I said I'd take care of Josie, and I was running out of options. … Continue reading Mousetrap
幼稚園 a red backpack bigger than you 一年生 gap-toothed smile and mismatched socks 二年生 an uncaged bird on wheels, not wings 三級 knowing the ropes brother in tow 四年生 torn shirt and wounded heart 五年生 solid as a tree with deep roots