Your Bobba embroidered that tablecloth with a rainbow of fire, showed the world she was more than just a simple country girl. Years ago you gave it to your sister, thinking her the collector of heirlooms, thinking you - Lady of Zen - could live without a past. Now, whether you like it or not, …
A good & true friend
So happy to see the return of my good friend, comics! I haven't seen this guy since The Creative Harlot. I have a feeling he's gonna stick around for a while!
Lost in the forest
I've been thinking lately about the huge benefits to wellbeing that come from making art. Sure enough, by making a comic about feeling lost, I no longer feel quite so lost. I reckon, this is pretty close to magic.
Drops
* * * We took hurried turns on the payphone in the communal hallway, our chit-chat punctuated with drips from the leaky bath upstairs. I don't remember who it was that pestered me to get off the damn phone or what it was I muttered under my breath as I hung up and walked away. …
On the Crossbar
* * * I remember that morning in Long Beach, sitting on the crossbar of my dad's bike, the two of us carried through time by the sun and the wind. * * *
