FURY: Tales from the Rez
So….Fury was a horse. A horse from HELL! A gelding that fooled me into thinking he would be a placid ride. Black as midnight, and…
So….Fury was a horse. A horse from HELL! A gelding that fooled me into thinking he would be a placid ride. Black as midnight, and…
Shiny pennies. Grimy pennies. Untold secrets. A treasure, a curse, A Rolls, or a hearse? A coppery lie, Pass them by. Pass them by. Granny always…
Literature Unit and Poetry: Number the Stars by Lois Lowry Published March 21, 2016 | By Gloria G. Esquerra Some of my favorite literature units centered on historical novels.…
A long time ago, on a reservation 5 hours from Tucson, if you go by way of Gila Bend, nobody had air conditioners.…
There’s a stretch of road that winds through the Arizona desert. It’s a lonely two-way road. The traffic is sparse, the asphalt unusually black.…
You know I was going to write about a phantom grocery cart dumper that is terrorizing our neighborhood…..well, really, my front yard (twice hit), but I was…
My most vivid childhood memory of my grandfather is of him sitting in the sun next to my aunt’s house (a barrack left over from the Japanese…
It was summertime when the Brahma bull came to terrorize us. My dad was an old time cowboy, calf roped in a…
Depression. It’s a dark rolling cloud that creeps over a person, eventually consuming the individual to the point of despair, dragging them into a darkness…