CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Restraint

The man in the shower grew angrier as he lathered up, washing with a lice-eradicating medicinal soap. I stood in front of the open stall, my face turned away from his naked body. I was caught by surprise when the man came boiling out of the shower and plowed into … Read More

For The Love of the Earth

My current lessor bid me adieu after attending to some task at the house I lease by saying, “Thanks for taking care of the property.” The gesture was curious to me as I was merely knocking back the weeds and mowing the grass, for the most part. When I rented … Read More

Thanks, Indy

The woman at the liquor store rang up my purchases and commented on my T-shirt: “I’m a Steeler fan, too.” Though it is early in the (potential for a) professional football season, I’ve grown nostalgic for the sound and fury of smashing men, and the nattering nabobs in the broadcast … Read More

My Friend’s Bookshelf

My friend introduced me to the man she would marry, and that man also became my friend. He was a sensitive, passionate man, one who would, among other joys, introduce me to birdwatching. I was at the wedding that joined them — officially — and the person who told his … Read More

Not On The Fence

A post by Deb Kent on a social media site caught my eye. She was soliciting the interest of artists that belong to The Eastside Art Collective to address an incident of vandalism that occurred two blocks from my house. I belong to that arts group, and within minutes of … Read More