Affair on Eighth Avenue

I sing a fall chill wind exploring the corners here, on the downside of town,the sun unable to peer into … More

The Whys of Love (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 36)

“But why steal from old people the cars you use for the other old people to hit?” “Well, boss, maybe … More

I notice her here this evening, watch her closely, intentlylistening to a fly buzz and bump up against the screen. … More

He tired of writing poems aboutmorning, old age, and birds,telling buds, planets, fate, and war,how everyone knows meadows and hate … More

Chan had a second beer, then lay down to try to get some sleep. He had a bad feeling sleep would … More

So they don’t look like ones, you taught me, thatwill bring us back to all the music in Madison held … More

i.My poor dance of memory means I can’t quite reconfigure you,a fool’s waltz round to think today, remembering how we … More

i.You grow a green world, have a green thumb, I see,and I gladly enter into your loamy scented Eden,hung with … More

i.I don’t know if it was the auburn hair with golden highlights,or the bright red lipstick smile, the dashing scarf … More

I charged into the heart of darkness, Madison at 2:00 a.m.,so ominous the way it looked like anywhere else, maybeeven … More

I think there was air, but I had trouble finding it,between talking with you and passing out, I madeshort exploratory … More

I see when I have finally walked almost to the endof this said old oak forest, and I am going, … More