Oh to be here.
A jeep to be waited on to get to the A & P. That being either a bore or a treat, depending on what is left in the storeroom underneath the store. Saltines and corn beef hash until it comes out of your ears one time. A failed Christmas delivery of tins of imported plum pudding, along with jars of hard sauce that fairly reeked of Irish whiskey, the next.
my new short fiction piece just published to Substack at the link if you’d like to read the rest of it
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/an-envisioning-january-2011-amidst







































