Summer’s Spring
Summer Poetry Summer for the first time Feeling colors and blossoming For the first time A giddiness for the world It tickles in the middle Like a flower playing Peekaboo, giggling Below my...
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Summer Sky
Poem What does one need more than the sky above – blue and big? It’s the story of an old man, the hug of tired mother. It smells of the ocean wild, I...
Disgruntled Errand Run
Three library books with me that I don’t intend to return. Three at home that I intended to return. Credit accrued and surrendered just to return a viola. Nearly $100 for two baseball mitts....
My Sole Dominion
Poem I betray the age of this earth. With my tongue I paint the flames of evening wheat fields; With my hair the billowing debutante gowns of willows; With my toes the dripping emerald...
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...
First Taste of Summer
The Torne Valley Vineyard occupies a former estate that overlooks the Ramapo River. It offers lunch and outdoor seating. We’ve tried to dine there since Father’s Day. Now, we sit at a table for...
The Present Past
Life Poetry The baguette shaped scar on my finger reminds me of a time when I still believed in magic When I thought I was the reincarnation of a pharaoh’s wife When I used...
Tears and a Torn Conscience
She puts her head down and cries, “I’ve let down you teachers. I’m stupid.” I try to console her. She asks, “Can’t you give me a list of vocabulary? So I can understand?” I...
Altered State – Part Ten
I wasn’t ready. Kate said they wouldn’t hurt me if I get caught, but I didn’t believe that. I tried, though—it seemed inevitable that no matter how hard I tried to escape they’d get...
The Weekend
Short Story The weekend is a ticking crime bomb. In search of the heart of the city, armed with a freshly-shaven sinister confidence, the bottom of the situation at hand is up for grabs....
