Boot Hill

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   I hate waiting in the car. I can’t listen to the radio. I can’t make a peep. I have to be nonexistent. I sit here. My stomach is [...]

  Collette Cottingham is a mother, grandmother, sister, daughter, and friend. She has been a taxi driver, chef, negotiator, mediator, house cleaner, decorator, personal assistant, tutor, [...]

Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman     I needed to come back here. I am not really sure why. She calls to me. It doesn’t matter how far away I go, I can still hear her. [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   She walks all over. You could pass her a hundred times and she wouldn’t see you. She walks with her head down. A sign that she [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   The wind whistled around the storage units; a soda can danced with the wind. He couldn’t see her. She was quiet and motionless [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   The wind whipped through the snow sending it into her face. It was the last straw. The tears which had welled up in her eyes, [...]