Like Selling Suspenders to a Belt Salesman
“Roy, why are you wearing those pants? Those are the worst pair of pants you own. Why don’t you—”
“Mom, just stop. He’s probably using them as his trial pair. WHEN HE MESSES THESEContinue Reading
“Roy, why are you wearing those pants? Those are the worst pair of pants you own. Why don’t you—”
“Mom, just stop. He’s probably using them as his trial pair. WHEN HE MESSES THESEContinue Reading
My ex-sister-in-law went on a double date with Elvis. Did you know that? I mean, she wasn’t Elvis’s date…..her sister was……but they were in the same car, on the same date………….so, I have a connection to Elvis.
Well, my cousin went to see Elvis perform,Continue Reading
He wouldn’t hold my hand. Maybe it was flashes of my creamy skin through black crochet. The way I harvested salad from my plate. When he paid the bill, we stepped onto blue stone, merged with soupy air.
“Let’s walk…….if your feet will be okay in those shoes.”Continue Reading
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