SEX by Bruce Deitrick Price
It was never something apart, something I could talk about, say. Oh, I like that. I didn't even know what it was until I met him. I was more than innocent, I…
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Writing by Bruce Deitrick Price published in Dual Coast Magazine. 4 pieces from the archive, free to read.
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It was never something apart, something I could talk about, say. Oh, I like that. I didn't even know what it was until I met him. I was more than innocent, I…
Four girls. We knew they'd grow up and leave home. But New York, all of them! Please, God, tell me why. I think Father had his doubts about four daughters; man wants…
Every year we have a cake with another candle on it as though he had climbed out of the wreck alive and sat at the table with us now, laughing and telling…
Late afternoon, on the edge of an interstate, where it cut through a neighborhood, this red setter stretched out by the white line looking as if he's asleep. No blood, not a…