Kody Ford is a writer and lover of the arts. He hails from Fayetteville, AR, and is a graduate of the University of Arkansas and the University of Central Arkansas. He has worked as a professional writer for 15 years.
Prose

Sober

By Kirby Light “You’re not suicidal Tom,” he said as he set the bottle of bourbon on the dresser. “You just want some attention.” ...
Poetry

A story my mother told me

By Kirby Light My mother used to work at a veterinarian’s office as a janitor. During his lunch the vet there would go and get really ston...
Poetry

Dust

By Kirby Light I thought about the one in the black and pink bikini and the one in the tie dye bikini who’s eyes were hidden behind sun gl...
Poetry

Some Kind of Monster

By Kirby Light one day I was out driving, it was one of those hot days where your clothes stick to you even though your windows rolled down,...