I was old enough to know shit was going on that my folks wanted to hide from me, but young enough not to care. I had my own secrets.… more
Writer: JD Clapp
Opioids, Cryptozoology, and One Bad Ombré
CREATIVE NONFICTION by JD ClappBeing a fresh transplant from California I wanted to see the state, so I took the blue road route meandering through mile after mile of woods, dead and dying farms, and based on the epidemiological data, dozens of tiny one-street oxy towns and heroin hollers.… more
