The evil eye
I look out: our neighbor is mowing their lawn, his sweaty torso glistening. Go, wear something or some woman will cast you an evil eye. That’s what happened to my… Read more »
I look out: our neighbor is mowing their lawn, his sweaty torso glistening. Go, wear something or some woman will cast you an evil eye. That’s what happened to my… Read more »
This poem was published in TheMojaveHeartReview .Click the link to read the full poem.
This story “Bunny to Lion” was published by FourthandSycamore.Click the link to read the full story.