I came to know them all. I knew them well enough to hate them. Except the artist. I grew to love the artist.… more
I came to know them all. I knew them well enough to hate them. Except the artist. I grew to love the artist.… more
The old timers stare stony faced from behind our bench, and I think they are frozen in place for a moment, amidst a sea of people threatening to crash down onto the court and drown us all.… more
The warmth came and left, and, no sooner, it left and came. There was no way to guess what the world would become. At least it remained. Charred oak trees surrounded by misplaced puddles. Rivers as black as burnt cherries. Sputtering flames along the receding riverbanks. Days shorter and, still, longer. Patrick stood on the… more
Del, a struggling cabinetmaker, lucks into seven garbage bags of wild growing pot and sees it as a way to start his own shop.… more
The principal made Mike an ex-middle school English teacher earlier in the afternoon.… more
One afternoon, the summer before I started junior high, I left my younger brother to die frozen and alone in the English countryside. I’m speaking metaphorically, of course. The nature of this metaphor will become clear to you very soon. Not metaphorically, my younger brother and I rode our bikes to the local Aldi grocery… more
Choice 1: He had the biggest cock she’d ever seen and he had no idea how to use it.
Choice 2: Wait, Brandy’s had an awning? Then why did we get stuck in the rain that night?? … more
“Hey Sergeant Baker, you wanna hear a funny story?”… more