All Posts By: Byron McCoy
Short Story
SKY-CHANGE
He labored and worked with downcast eyes focused on tasks at hand. To and from the shop, he walked addressing small improvements and issues with auger on first day of harvest. Back and forth, eyes to earth, he walked and worked in blind until absent intention or meaning of search, he raised his eyes […]
Journal Pages
SEASON
The smell of sunscreen and after-rain; weight of air with cooling humidity; sound of balls off metal bats, strike of ball to leather, and scratch of cleats on quick-dry infields. I loved it when I was little. I love it still: watching my son living his own moments, games and […]