Creative Writing

Clyde’s Ride

By Thomas G. Clark Little Richie Bauer knelt in the dust before a chalk outline at 12th and O. Two of his friends sat across on a rough, uneven section of pavement awaiting their turn […]

Creative Writing

High Moral Worth

By Thomas Clark Sarah ran headlong through a knot of Blue Andalusian hens, her father’s favorite. They scattered to the barn’s dark corners, where they sent up a cloud of straw and feathery detritus. Despite […]

Creative Writing

The Grinding Wheel

By Thomas Clark [5:33 p.m.] Operator seven guessed fewer than twenty minutes remained in his workday. This was ironic because he prided himself on exacting precision and this was something so important to him. He […]