“The Grappler” By Raymond Roy #poem

The Grappler By Raymond RoyWrestling practice, bus garage, Only heat is from your breath and sweat. Adversaries.... ain't seen nothing yet. Represented every weight, corn-fed Unlimited, slender 101, and middle, 168. Up at 530 to run the bleachers, our Coach was Ross aka one of the Algebra teachers. No Friday night lights, no roaring crowds, … Continue reading “The Grappler” By Raymond Roy #poem

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#FFFAW Flash fiction for aspiring writers. “Creek runs through it” by Raymond Roy. 

Summer days fishing for rainbow trout, wading through a snow melt creek of British Columbia with my older brother Danny,....those days could never be long enough. Our hearts would flutter as we hiked into the trees toward the creek. As the sun warmed the trees you could smell the sweetness of pine sap and hear … Continue reading #FFFAW Flash fiction for aspiring writers. “Creek runs through it” by Raymond Roy.