Ernest decided his life’s goal in one afternoon…to have a wrecking service. He wanted billboards, sports signs, and a song. You know, a ditty, a…
Month: January 2017
Adrift in the hallways Piano Sonata in B wafts along sterile corridors arranges itself into the crevices of hearts then across the park drifting through…
If I could win a Pushcart Prize I would never put the cart before a certain furry farm animal because I know better than to…
Ruby sits in a chair on the 2nd floor landing peering over the edge waiting out her next social security check joining the gossip girls…
Stella, I say What do you mean decked out in fishnets you scream rock scene But lately you’ve been a little wacky and unreal and…
Seamus Blackmore fastened his gun holster to his waist and took a deep breath. He was ready. In a few minutes, he would face that…
There are health benefits ascribed to salt lamps: breathing, blood flow, improved sleep. They are so small, some of them, anyway. I thought they’d be…
I’m outside the automated door, arms filled to the brims, time nipping at my heels. Mary June sees me as she often does, rides up…
My poem, Spinning through the Astral Plane, has been published by Silver Birch press as a part of their “Me at 17 Poetry and Prose…
Dixie had to go to work and it was snowing outside. Why did folks have to pass away in the dead of winter? She combed…