Hookah dreams
It's quiet in the car, the creaking of the train on the curves the only sound. It's late afternoon and there are only 5 of us, each sitting in our own section. One woman checking her phone, two reading. Me …
I got one more in me today
OK. Have to say it. I feel sorry for Paula Deen. It makes me angry that people judge her and call her names- who are they to judge her? So she found out she had diabetes several years ago. Right …
Pink on Plywood
It was spitting when I left the Elks. They have a new door, doesn't match anything else, doesn't have anything but a handle on the outside. We enter that way, early Saturday mornings for our weight watchers meeting- they've been …
The Green House Rev 1
Thank god for the trolley system, they thought as they hopped off at the corner of Leucadia Blvd and Orpheus. For the last decade since the oil ran out and gasoline fueled cars became obsolete, local and state government agencies …
Dreams of Spring on a Sunny Winter's Day
That morning they carried the little boy to the window so he could see for himself. Both of his legs were in casts from his fall off the garage roof last week when he was pretending he could fly, but …
What kind of an agent are you?
Everyone thought he was a real estate agent. As far back as I can recall I’ve seen his name and a headshot on those signs that are embedded in people’s yards announcing their availability for looting by lookie loos, and …