Ryan Foster

Joined February 2021

2 stories

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Husband, father of three, trying to find my creative spirit.

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The Colors of Gone
The stifling brown of late Fall just before Thanksgiving, A century old building, the anchor of our small, hometown’s main street.
By Ryan Foster5 years ago in Poets
Tucked Away
Vincent struggled his entire adult life with money and love. He could never seem to make enough to even get by most of the time, let alone be comfortable. He had remained single and had a predilection for daydreaming and getting lost in the past. The last time he remembered being genuinely happy was in high school when the future was bright, and Lacey was the light that shined the way. His mother, still the librarian at his small, rural high school in upstate New York, had called yesterday to let him know that Lacey, who had also never married, had passed away after a long battle with brain cancer. The one that got away was now gone forever.
By Ryan Foster5 years ago in Humans