by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 26, 2023
Milkweed Five miles north of the Sunday Farmers’ Market, there is a rock I used to sit on when the world spun fast, overlooking the lake, hidden by tall trees, fifty feet off the trail. You’ll know you’re close when you see the red oak I carved our names into...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 26, 2023
Serial Number (Content Warning: guns, school shooting) They should have noticed it when I was young. Who’ll be there (my mother didn’t believe me) to note my absence if I’m gone? Who’ll keep me after class to ask what’s wrong (100 rounds in 2 ½ minutes...
