First day of school and, like most kids, I was feeling very nervous. Trying to look unconcerned...
Every Writer
Richard Edwards has a BFA in Creative Writing and Journalism from Bowling Green State University and an M.S. in Education from the University of Akron. Managing editor of Drunk Duck, poetry editor for Prairie Margins, reporter for Miscellany, Akron Journal, Lorain Journal, and The BG News. He has also worked as a professional writer and editor in the medical publishing industry for several years. For the last 15 years Richard has also taught literature and writing at the secondary and post-secondary levels. He works much of the time with at-risk students.
She had been expecting him all month. Passing him on the street, she had known what the...
Jack was camping out in the field with his brothers when the men came for them. They...
My mother loved to listen to the radio, it was her favorite thing to do. She would...
The Man in the Costume by Brandi Hebenthal As I see the reflection of what I think...
"When will we get there, Mom?" Caleb asked. Again.
There is a camping ground outside of a small town that houses an ancient being. The people...
You are walking past Hemlock Hill Cemetery at midnight, but you aren’t afraid. A cemetery at midnight...
Garret has a head cold. Naturally he’s in a foul mood. His world has stopped
She always loves the smell of her mother's freshly baked apple pie. She never dares eat it,...
Last thing I remember was her arm being out the window. We was racing down the 101,...
Josiah R. Sutcliff made his fortune stealing the mineral wealth of California and Nevada in the 1880’s...
It was on a Wednesday that I first saw it. I was in the garden hanging out...
They started out in the dark. A 4:30 a.m. alarm had gotten them out the door, showered...
Back in 1957, kissing Carol Ann behind the barn in the middle of a windswept field of...
