Holiday Cheer
Holiday Cheer
The world was a whir that evening – too much Christmas, too many holidays. “A drink, of course, my…
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You Don’t Beat the River
You Don't Beat the River
It was a good day for being on the river—warm, bright, a few clouds to make the sky…
The Silence of the Night
The Silence of the Night
I wake,
my eyes still closed, and
listen to the silence of the night.
Your breath…
Skin Game
Smelling the hospital antiseptic and listening to the hushed scurrying of nurses and aides who knew they could do…
Vincent van Gogh Suicide
Did Van Gogh commit suicide or did two teens, who were known to him, kill him?
If they didn't kill him, did they…
Drunken Slut at Home
Drunken Slut at Home
Ephraim, my neighbor, wasn’t much of a musician. But he could strum a guitar and his voice…
The Stylite
The Stylite
Memories of Things Present.
A house built on deep regrets filled with dreams and forgotten love. …
Blue Hydrangeas
Blue Hydrangeas
I cut blue hydrangeas
and one white for your innocence,
left them by your door, and fled. …