by Tammy Kennington | May 25, 2017
Peering beneath the edge of the steel frame where the carpet and dark space intersect, I imagined all sorts of evil lurking in the five inches of space beneath the mattress and covers. Nibbling at the edge of a fingernail, I shifted from side to side considering my...
by Tammy Kennington | Apr 21, 2016
The small, golden statue sat immobile on my roommate’s shelf—its eyes boring into me while I studied, laughed with friends, and slept. When Victoria was away for more than a day or two, I spun her statue toward the wall—gratefully tossing a shirt or towel over...
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 27, 2014
Perched atop a weather worn balcony, my gaze sweeps the views afforded by the Arkansas River valley. Surrounded on every side by mountains, the prairie splays wide between–a broad swath of sun kissed grasses and gray-green sagebrush. Barbed wire fences zig zag...