My story ‘Tennessee Stop’ up on 3 AM Magazine

 

Astral had missed the name of the city, or the town. One run-down area of the country had bled into another. Was she in the South yet? Plants here wanted to grow through concrete, cracked it apart with their pale fingers. The sun too had split the earth to help draw the flimsy weeds up tall. Glass shone painfully bright in the windows of the bus station. This is not the end of the world, this is a temporary extension of the end.

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3 responses to “My story ‘Tennessee Stop’ up on 3 AM Magazine

  1. Wonderful read, Helen…very compelling detail….

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