FIRST THREE CHAPTERS Copyright © 2019 Karlyle Tomms All rights reserved First Edition PAGE PUBLISHING, INC. New York, NY First originally...

Okay, Gillette does a commercial which chastises men for bad behavior, a shadow of the “#MeToo” movement. Some men react, “I don’t need...

I labored over whether to write this for a couple of months. I wasn’t quite sure exactly what I wanted to say, or in the final edit, that...

Even though my father was from southern California, I was born in the butt crack of nowhere, in northern Arkansas where my mother’s...

She eloped across the county line at fourteen, lied about her age, and married a man almost twice her age. In today’s world, he probably...

On the day my father died, I found a black feather on my way back from lunch standing straight up in the grass as though it had been...

Moments of Peace Karlyle Tomms 7/30/16 Pinnacle Mountain stands alone along the Arkansas...

Three words came to mind the first time I saw her –weird, strange, and goofy. She was older than the rest of us. She had a minimum of...

The eastern Ozarks of Arkansas are not quite as grand as those to the west. Here the Ozark Mountains begin to roll gradually into the...

I understand hate. I have felt rage so intense that it incites to kill. I have felt seething, malignant resentment so extreme that it...

(NOTE: I have been surprised by the number of people (All white people so far) who have completely missed the point of this essay. This...

Yesterday my aunt was laid to rest. Cold Arkansas wind sawed at our ears as we stood beside the grave site, an omen of snow later to...

A glass of wine, a magazine and the porch swing in warm weather, back against a pillow, wind chimes and hummingbirds. This is my...