Coasting – Part One
Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
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There, One Cherry Tree
Short Story Look, she’d pointed and began to jump so as to see better. Do you see? There is one there! She said, shaking his arm. At first he wasn’t sure what she...
Gotta Hand It To You
Spoken Word Astride your prejudices Steadfast clamp of knees To hold fast Against bucking tradition Formerly, a ruse Now, matters of course Flow into oceans of “Say it ain’t so’s” Half-mast slick talk, Eye-rolling...
Between Two
Poem To think of the disparity between what we feel and what we tell Each other you would almost think at times the other didn’t Deign to say anything at all with everything...
Blue and Gold
Short Story The summer was made of us driving, sitting, and getting drunk. Our work schedules didn’t match up well, so we would always hangout pretty late in the day. We’d drive your truck...
Blank Face
The smile slips just a bit after days after I ply for another side of the truth you insisted in between sips of coffee in the morning; before heading out the door to brunch...
Coasting – Part Four
Short Story Von, fully reclined in his favorite chair and sufficiently drunk, cleared his throat as he continued to hum a song stuck in his head from the drive home. His Saturday-night-car-singing-A-game voice had...
