On Leaving

As porous as air, sliced Thin, I fall between See you way over there perhaps, or Not, maybe hear your … More

And in our battle, they were taken

Both sides said a cross of little and big things to each other, and given the way the conflict played … More

He wasn’t a mean man. The lack of emotion that everyone saw in him, was just that. He no longer … More

After sunset last night, I sat in the darkin my garage, listening to the sound of carsrunning up and down … More

We’d become friends back in elementary school,she and I waiting for our dads to pick us up,we’d sit on the … More

Every morning my father brings in the newspaper, pours himself a cup coffee, then sits at the dining room table … More