i don't blame you

fiction nonfiction and exotic others courtesy of amanda mccormick 

Seasonal produce Spring 2008

Girl on the Shore. Just before ascending the stairs, I saw two bright eyes flash at the end of the track.

Petroglyphs. He had other reasons for absconding to the sixth borough of New York, what were they?

I was an island. I squinched up my eyes and dreamed the dream: no people, just books. 

Major. A twenty-four-year-old rookie with a good eye and lots of heart, I was being called up to the big show. 

Life Sciences.  Evolution is just one theory. [from Heeb Magazine]