is a mirror more than silvered glass? and whose face appears within the glass? the hurricane ... CONTINUED
Cruising Mammoth Road
I imagine every town has that road you cruise with your best friend, the tunes cranked loud on ... CONTINUED
in retrospect
i. my dad always said that your mind doesn’t age, and then one day an old man stares back ... CONTINUED
budget cuts
there was a time when you could set your watch to the 5:57 amtrak as it rumbled through the only ... CONTINUED
Nothing New…
i. Without warning the sky can fall in neat needle-stitched rows, precisely spaced and ... CONTINUED
Last Christmas
My thoughts run empty like the abandoned shopping cart facing I-35 dusted by the pale glow of a ... CONTINUED
in flux
outside my window a cold gale rattles wooden shutters. a dog's howl echoes over black and ... CONTINUED