Author’s note: I was just a boy. There should have been no shame, no pressure, no reason to think I should be dead much less want to die. I was just a boy. The message that I was an abomination, a demon, that I was damned didn’t just come from religion. It came from family, …
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When two strangers never meet, yet their worlds collide, from that one explosive catalyst comes two compelling stories with one reprehensible ending. Award winning writer and director Edward St. Joseph and acclaimed author J.D. Moss present Shadow of the Butterfly, The Short Stories.
By J.D. Moss Three streaks of light spread across the morning sky. A sky filled with sunlight only a few moments ago is now turning gray. White shining clouds transform into charcoal puffs, building their bulk, ready to spit out heavy drops of water. I have seen rain. I have seen storms. I have even …
This is from “In To The West” a project I was able to write for and preform in. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zz15HEigVSQ
I was born in the South, which means I was blessed to eat some of the most delicious southern comfort food before Paula Deen helped put it on every one’s table or make fat food cool again. One of my all time favorites is biscuits and gravy. There are many types of gravy and at …
WOW…JD…this is one incredible story. In a matter of minutes, you take me through a journey from your Mother’s womb, then through her eyes, and finally through yours – Along the way I learn from your suffering and hers – This is writing that not only speaks mountains, but also moves them as well. believe …
For Mom! “My mom’s trusted doctor came to her bearing the type of news doctors never want to share. He told my mom he could not save me.” “Please Mommy!” (Click on this link to read the full story.) A true story of a how a Mother’s love built a life. When Death opens a door …
And The Storm Blinked (click on this link to read the full story.) “The storm is spreading downward, still restricting itself to the sky yet assimilating the tranquil world quickly. The air is dry and the wind warm. I am transfixed on the creation forming. This is a show no one can see as I …
“The Dangerous Misleading Smile” (Click on this link to read the full story.) “Gravity slams my shoulder into the rusting frame of the bus seat. The silent impact spins my body sideways, gravity finishing its job –pulling me to the hard rubber aisle –my back taking in the physical pain – my ego bearing the …
(Click on this link to read the full story.) We could not run fast enough to the Family Table when the smell of Tomato Gravy and fresh baked biscuits flowed out of the kitchen. This meal has always stayed in my top ten list of favorite foods. I classify this recipe as southern exotic cuisine. …