A Short Story: Lily, My Love

By Joe Temblador, Clarion Staff The snow fell languidly to the ground, as though God were dropping powdered sugar from the golden arches of heaven, glazing these worn country fields in a sweetness that coats the tongue, and cleanses the heart, and because the morning was still early this immaculately undisturbed scene was not yet desecrated by the inevitable destructive power of time. Inside a … Continue reading A Short Story: Lily, My Love