Sins(life lessons)of the Father By Raymond Roy

I watched your slow paced tough guy strut ready to take on the world. I watched you come and go to the same job for 30 years and not complain. I watched you be so loving toward your children yet at times not so, toward your life partner. I watched you fight in alleys outside … Continue reading Sins(life lessons)of the Father By Raymond Roy

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Legacy

Image Credit: Dion Kaszas In remembrance of a good man I am standing still in a bit of shock, others walk toward a ticking clock. A legacy begins, life story complete, knowing God, has prepared a seat, Crooked smile, slicked back hair, to us “Uncle Larry”, to Aunty Mackie, simply,” Lair”. Cigarette hanging, and happy … Continue reading Legacy

“You Must Like Butter” By Raymond Roy #writephoto #domesticabuse

"You Must Like Butter" By Raymond Roy #writephotoThe bright yellow flowers were reminiscent of when as a child, we would hold a dandelion under each other’s chin. If your chin reflected yellow, it meant you liked butter. The fringes on the brand new fat rubber tires created a whirring sound as the whipped against the … Continue reading “You Must Like Butter” By Raymond Roy #writephoto #domesticabuse

Residential Farm by Raymond Roy #sundayphotofiction

“Residential” Farm By Raymond Roy As the priest drove away, painted smiles on my new guardians, transformed into distorted scowls akin to grotesque masks in a Twilight zone episode. The Mister, seethed,“Well Mrs., looks like we have that summer labor we’ve been prayin fer.” Mister was a scrawny crotchety person. Shoulders bare, void faded blue … Continue reading Residential Farm by Raymond Roy #sundayphotofiction

“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

“Biggest Kid on the Block”, guest blogger, USMC combat Veteran. 

I am humbled to to have my first guest writer on my blog. Even more so, I am honored that he is a fellow Marine, willing to share his point of view. A point of view from a vantage point of view, few can say they have experienced. To fully appreciate his perspective, approximately 7% … Continue reading “Biggest Kid on the Block”, guest blogger, USMC combat Veteran.