Kathryn Jordan

An iguana moves to catch my eye. Time seems to stop. These lost creatures stare, tell how they were pulled from their burrows . . .

She said she was on fire, ending the line with three little flames

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  There Was a Wind There was a wind blowing outside, a dog barking, flashing headlights. When your stomach turned black in your RV, you finally got scared. You decided the time had come to softly drift. All you needed […]