Stories (2/0)
Daddy's Guitar
learned to play guitar because of my dad. I never had too much to say about my father. Since I can remember, he served like a backdrop in my family. He was always quiet. When he wasn’t away working, he was either doing chores or sleeping. I remembered he never talked much. Nor did he ever come to any school events I participated in.
By Xiao daCunha2 years ago in Families
Summer Tastes Like Saltwater Popsicles
Temperatures hit 100℉ easily. The past few days of rain didn’t make the world any lighter. Instead, the blazing sun turned the outdoors into a giant steam pot. Looking beyond my fence line, I thought I saw air sizzling and bubbling into a distortion. On days like these, I have no motivation. The moisture steeped into my bones, and the AC continued with its frugal effort in trying to keep our three-bedroom house cool — failing regardless.
By Xiao daCunha2 years ago in Feast