Paul Swann
I am a dad, husband to a beautiful Russian, lawyer, legal instructor, writer, and occasional guitar player. I spend my time in Arkansas with my lovely bride and two ne’er-do-well dogs.
Pinecone Kicker (Short Fiction)
Greer Davidson took a light and guarded step, planted his foot onto the football field, shifted his weight, and swung his right leg toward an object perched in the grass in front of him.
Paul SwannPublished 3 days ago in JournalBuilding a Better Matchstick
A long time ago, I went to Russia. I met, fell in love with, and married a beautiful Russian translator. Not long after we married my Russian bride and I were at home enjoying the high levels of humidity that is south Alabama. For some reason, she really wanted to know the location of military outposts nearby. I think she was studying one of her history classes.
Paul SwannPublished 7 days ago in FamiliesComing to America
For a long time after quintessential Karen at the United States Embassy in Moscow denied her request for a visa, I thought about getting my Russian fiancé (somehow) to Mexico. Then we would cross the mighty Rio Grande into Texas.
Paul SwannPublished 11 days ago in Marriage
