In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

24 Negatives I heard him once say we all have a dark side, I guess for the most he was right. Pop kept jars of gasoline in the shed and I would hide there for hours and huff until my grandmother caught me. I was looking for my own dark side, but I couldn’t find it. He never told me that some sides would come darker than others, that the middles come darker than that.And she prayed for me, said we all have crosses to bear and pointed a chicken bone toward the ceiling. When it was over, I was hungry. I hated the air that burned my throat, and he hadn’t spoken for days. So I poked his cheek with my finger, watched him as I took things not worth taking, and leaned over softly brushing his thin, white hair. ...

Share