Mortonville…
By Jamie Heiden One by one the stars came out and the sun set slowly on the town of Mortonville. The wind blew softly and the frogs sang their songs and all was right in the town of Mortonville.
Trinidad the Dog…
By Jamie Heiden Trinidad was his name and he had not always been a lonely dog. He had a family who loved him. His boy, Charlie would have staring contests with him. Charlie always won. He couldn’t contain his excitement…he always barked first. Running was his favorite. Audrey would take him with if it wasn’t […]
Windy…
By Jamie Heiden It fills me up with something unknown atop the hill outside my home.
Shade of white.
By Jamie Heiden
Friday’s House…
By Jamie Heiden Belongs to Mr. Thomas James Butterfield Winchester. A man who probably has 97 friends for each name he owns. His favorite color is dirt and his favorite smell is too. And… he’ll add another name if that’s what he needs to do.
Devotion.
By Jamie Heiden
Cultivate…
By Jamie Heiden
Soakitin…
By Jamie Heiden Some rain must fall.
Two Doors Down…
By Jamie Heiden Gloria wanted to have the cake all baked and frosted by the time her Mom came home from work. She knew it would make her smile…it had been a while since she had seen her smile. All she had left to add was the sugar. Should she ask Mrs. Gladstone or old […]
Fresh Squeezed…
By Jamie Heiden