The Other Half – Part One
By Steve Bartholomew Charlie got out of the Grand Cherokee and with the back of his…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
Steve Bartholomew
Once a prisoner, I am now and finally a citizen returned. I’m discovering with pure joy the complex topography of free world problems, the challenges of technology and all the strange mutations of the social sphere that have taken place in the past two decades. Some challenges are daunting, some perplexing; all are exhilarating. I’ve waited 19 years to have my user name or password be considered invalid by JPay. So much has changed in the intervening years, but what’s important has remained the same. Sons still need their fathers, and mine have theirs underfoot now.
By Steve Bartholomew Charlie got out of the Grand Cherokee and with the back of his…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
By Steve Bartholomew Night of needles, night of flux. The way he held it up by…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
By Steve Bartholomew Then Willard twisted around and levered his torso over the front seat, a…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
By Steve Bartholomew *This story won first prize in the memoir category of the 2014 Annual PEN Prison…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
By Steve Bartholomew *This story won first prize in the memoir category of the 2014 Annual PEN Prison…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
By Steve Bartholomew “You‘re institutionalized,” she said. Silence crackled along the phone wires while I decided…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
Adele Anatomic Bomb Anatomy is a Virtue Seeing Red Muscle Memory Silence Eludes Like a Childhood…
by Steven Bartholomew (WA)
