Today, I wear red. The Big Game. The One. The Decider. I don’t much care which way it goes. I only hope for a good Continue reading Today, I wear red
I rode a bike. Got lost by the mall roundabout. How the hell do I get past this? Went home. A kid yelled out his Continue reading I rode a bike
What I drive past every day Avalanche, Armada, Navigator. All Black. All sitting on twenties. There is even a Porsche in there somewhere. A black Continue reading What I drive past every day
Three words… Sometimes in life I find myself wondering why in the world are you fucking kidding me just how in the hell did I Continue reading Three words…
Well, if my calculator watch serves me correctly, I believe it’s Thursday. Time for a poem. Perhaps, first you have time for a quick story. Continue reading About that time . . .
Small packages Cigarettes are never as fun as you think they’ll be when you light one up. Nothing but disappointment in a small package. The Continue reading Small packages
The Wagon I sat in the front seat, she was driving. On a small back road we passed an Idaho farm. Mostly dust now, and Continue reading poem for Thursday…
Nowhere to be. The crowd is closing in, grouping like a stockyard. Elbows are bumping, some hand grazed my hip. The air is getting thicker, Continue reading poem for thursday.
He quit He told me once that he decided to quit smoking when he visited his father who had cancer in the hospital. He saw Continue reading He quit
Overheard at the bike shop: “What’d he call me?” “Vanilla.” “Why’d he call me Vanilla?” “I dunno. Some kind of put down I guess. Trying Continue reading The greatest of all time.
Recovery My pain is with me always. It is the last thing I feel before I fall asleep, and the first thing I feel when Continue reading Recovery
Pump I’m standing around, killing the grass. A guy walks in the bike shop. I ask him how’s it going or some shit, if he Continue reading Pump