Blake Kilgore lives in Burlington, New Jersey, with his wife and four sons. People there treat him with kindness, and he is at ease living among the old and tall forests of the Garden State. His lingering accent, however, verifies that his heart is still Texan and Okie. Blake’s writing has appeared in Forge, The Stonecoast Review, The Bookends Review, Foliate Oak and other fine journals. To learn more, please visit blakekilgore.com.
I once lived in a valley between two hills, so that everyday my departure was a climb, but I always coasted coming home. One evening, as I crested the homebound hill, foot hovering over the breaks, left turn signal blinking, day nearly done – I saw a car, a poor woman and two children, stranded on the roadside. I pulled… Read more →