The Funeral

There is no one who knows a father’s kneebetter than a child who wraps his armsaround that knee and clings to it like … More

How Is It with You?

Sometimes it’s a straight line,the closest distance between two points.But it’s not necessarily a flat line.For some, yes, that’s true, … More

If you ever see a naked ghostplease know you’re being had.No one has ever seen a genuine naked ghost.This is … More

I sit behind you at the stoplight, and I know you. The light turns green, but your head bows toward … More

In the end, unwound and desperate, the cold head of the match gone dead, you are being drowned in darkness. … More

It’s as grim as it gets right now tonight when all you want to do is buy beer kick back … More

Contemplate the snail, any kind of snail.More than 40,000 snail species slowly roam the earth,all peacefully paced, wending their way … More

A friend, a school band director, professional drummer, jazz fanatic, and high-end audiophile,reports he’s just back from a west coast … More

I am but a lowly butter roll, sitting in this tawdry woven basket, on this threadbare pink linen napkin amid … More

The first time I read Mrs. Dalloway I was quite young, 21 maybe. And I was struck by her age, 51, and … More

1. Death Wish Rendered unconscious by a fall in the bathtub, a president of Russia drowned. * * * 2. … More

From the time he began college, he kept every single book he bought for every course he took. His library … More

“It’s right there,” he said, pointing to the small break in the tree line, hard to tell from this far … More

Here’s my rough draft for today, Thursday 01.20.22 Another Friend He was a ball hog. You should have seen him … More

Sadness sets in counting the steps, not looking up, not looking forward. Making your way there watching your feet move, … More

It is here now for a minute, that finger-drawn faceon the steamed glass is yours, ars brevis,fading as the warmth … More

With her tousled white hair and shredded clothes, the elderly Japanese woman appears to be someone living on the street. … More

I always think it’s a dream, you know, that whole today is ending now,the clock ticking me up to midnight … More

Each year of my life, from the very first timeI was conscious of believing it might be this way,I was … More

This used to be a poem, but now it’s not. I tried to make it pretty, but it didn’t turn … More