Empty Silos
Returned by Deborah L. Davitt
They’d lain their grandparents to rest last week— none of the family had reckoned on seeing them again, except as pictures in dusty albums and words traced on tombstones.. But…
PoetryShadow in Time by Deborah L. Davitt
The diner’s lurked at the corner since 1937; hasn’t been made-over since ‘54 Fluorescent signs behind the counter burned out back in ‘64; grilled cheese costs two bits, pie’s ten…