About Bernard
I won't build suspense; nine years down the road Bernard shot himself. But before then, he encountered complications. He once picked...
Over the Walls of the Maze
Larry had been abused at the tender age of eleven. It hurt, he remembered, maybe. No one wanted to hear about it so Larry depressed. Pa...
Back
And they don’t change. We are mice, he says. They give my mother so little she barely covers heating, let alone food; we use gas, he...
A Brother
I had misintoxicated myself. Pills, the Doctor said. Business aside he shared his excitement in the news of his daughter’s return from...
Lemonade
1. Her mother was right: Dave was wrong. How can a man who can't mow the lawn or make money love? She had graduated from a college that...
Athena
Rick took a bath. For an hour he lay in the tub. Athena, his woman. They had met on a bustling autumn day on the square. She in a...
Mellowing
Immature thirty year olds drive too fast. As such they cannot stand traffic. Owning up to responsibility is not something Randall knew...
The Night Wendel Shot Mike
The Night Wendel Shot Mike Small towns are never what one expects them to be. They house normal people, like in the city. There, people...
Uncle Dave
Uncle Dave walked into the boardroom. The others were already seated, waiting, busy with handheld devices, working while working....
Dimmer-lit Rooms
- A play in three scenes and a visual/auditive/olfactory interlude 1. Art walks into an apartment. On a low table by the right-hand wall...
Saturday is _____ Day
I don't think there is anything wrong in conceding that we live in a banana republic. _____'s reliance on the we-take-less policy; _____...
Winds Bent Grass
In the House of _____ all is beyond the small, vulgar and needy. Grandpa, now dead, once father and protector, had not had it easy, as a...
Change
The year was 1965. Black people were multiplying. We used to swim in the river.
to Maria from Granada
you were so hot there was a lot about you and then there was more. you were going to a dance class you were going to dance. remember, i...
Thought #32
(for my friends) Is Jesus going to walk you home when you die because he isn't going to walk me Home is going to be a cedar box, maybe...