Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 1

Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 1

Usually there’d be a few dozen ears spread out on the white counter sorted out by size and complexion near a jumbled heap of them, as though someone had been called away from a grisly game of solitaire. I’d usually scoop them up in a box, pretending I thought they had...
Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 4

Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 4

Read Part 3 here. Permit me voyage, Love, into your hands.  –  James Agee The sun was high in the smoky-blue haze by the time they began, making every step an effort. When she saw two goldfinches dart by, she warned the boys not to brush against the thistles...
Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 2

Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 2

Read Part 1 here. Permit me voyage, Love, into your hands.  –  James Agee Once at home, Missouri felt awkward about the few minutes she had spent talking to the woman. She felt the need to hide them from Phyllis, to produce some sort of alibi for herself, as if...
Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 1

Fiction Friday: Permitted Voyage – Part 1

Permit me voyage, Love, into your hands.  –  James Agee Missouri, a tall, lanky black-skinned teenager, with an early grace to her movements, paused at the edge of the forest and closed her enormous brown eyes and took in all the scents of early spring around...