Penny Lane : Writing

Sam & Andy

Sam & Andy

A Story by Penny Lane


Sam and Andy were twins, but they did not look alike. Sam was tall and handsome. Andy was not. They lived together in an apartment on the fourt..
Bobby Stover is Dead

Bobby Stover is Dead

A Story by Penny Lane


Bobby Stover is at peace, and because of that, I am at peace. While everyone else mourns, I celebrate. Why? Am I cruel, cold-hearted and soulles..
Candlelight Breakfast

Candlelight Breakfast

A Story by Penny Lane


Hotel 1 My grandma, the only grandparent I had left, died. Peacefully, an infection; she was almost 90. I flew to Albany to be with my fam..
SHADOWS

SHADOWS

A Poem by Penny Lane


I was walking the trail, watching as my shadow stretched when suddenly it occurred to me, I had been looking down too long. Look around! Lo..
Mother

Mother

A Story by Penny Lane


And there he was…going, going. And then, there he wasn’t….Gone. It all started with the tiny bag in the sock drawe..
RIDING NJ TRANSIT

RIDING NJ TRANSIT

A Poem by Penny Lane


I wonder if others wonder the way I do when staring out the window, close to narcoleptic sleep about the trash lining the tracks and ..