by Richie Smith | Apr 24, 2018 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Same Barber Chair Not to have crossed room means chamber XII means cranial nerve, hypoglossal VI abducens, and I say this from memory my own photo reminds...
by Richie Smith | Feb 19, 2018 | Memoir
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Breezeway Why don’t I have socks? I hate getting dressed for school when I can’t find socks. Breakfast is ready but I can’t find socks. “Mommy, I don’t have...
by Richie Smith | Jan 29, 2017 | Memoir
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Distillation of Dad Years before he began to wither and weaken from Parkinsonism, my father told me that after he started working as a chemical engineer, he went...
by Richie Smith | Feb 21, 2016 | From the Writer's Journal
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact From the Writer’s Journal: Neuroanatomy 101 (written during my first month of medical school) Brains, I look at brains Ridge and crevice I hold, I smell, I...
