Jim tells me he admires the thick patch of aloe vera flowing down through my rock garden to the patio, … More
Tag: #Prose
A Way with Words
We’d all grown up together from small-kid time, most from age three or four, so far survived school, work, bad … More
Stormy Weather
He stepped out into a sunless day. He wondered where it had gone. Oh no. Could this be that end of the world … More
Death on the Nile
“We are considered by your country to be a third-world country. They say we are 100 years behind you. Do you think … More
The Old Tree
I’m headed for St. Mary’s Cathedral. The Cathedral Church of Saint Mary the Virgin, as they call it in Gaelic. I … More
Grab What You Need
I remember when Preparation H was the most shoplifted item from Longs. I found this out the hard way late one … More
