Sun beat down upon the decaying pavement as I padded towards the water’s edge. The air was clear and the skies moved about with the…
Vikkilynn SmithSeptember 14, 2016
The tide crept in as the sun shone high over head. The waves steady and loud crashed upon the shore with each roll of…
Vikkilynn SmithFebruary 10, 2016
Colin Powell’s eyes looked up at me, his youthfulness spoke of another place and time. Beside him, his infantry nametag lay just to the left,…
Vikkilynn SmithSeptember 24, 2015
Her aged hands shook as she focused in on the bottle precariously held in her left hand. A whisp of gray fell from her forehead…
Vikkilynn SmithAugust 10, 2015
When I was young my parents were my greatest supporters. They were always there to build me up, nurture me, and to tell me to…
Vikkilynn SmithNovember 16, 2014
Logan's Run When I was young I watched a movie called Logan's Run. I'm not sure where I saw it or even when, but it…
Vikkilynn SmithSeptember 30, 2014
I read this lovely blog and just had to share it...
Vikkilynn SmithJuly 30, 2014
When I was in the eighth grade I entered a school writing contest. The contest prompt was… “America To Me.” It was 1976, and our…
Vikkilynn SmithJuly 4, 2014
Courtesy of Google Images I was sitting at a light when I glanced over and noticed the nuts and bolts holding down a street light.…
Vikkilynn SmithJune 30, 2014