We lived on Market Street. We lived among the remains of society who slept in its doorways and covered the sidewalks nightly with pools of misery smothered in silence. We were one of them.
Over the weekend, I decided to do a read of Miri Elm's "Nobody Gets" because I just had to. It is such a great piece of flash fiction that begged to be read. I actually got choked up while recording it. It has been a long time since somebody's writing has moved me like that.… Continue reading Adventures in Audio Recording: Nobody Gets