we were walking through his garlic fields outside truth or consequences. Bill told me the kids weren’t coming over. The kids never come over anymore. Continue reading →

6 in the morning I read somewhere once about a writer who as he got older no longer stayed up late at night chasing his Continue reading →

Overheard at the Bike Shop Someday I will sell a collection of your letters to the editor, on ebay, for one hundred and fifty dollars. Continue reading →

From: Erik Subject: Old Bike Poems I loved seeing “The Scorcher” a few days ago, it is one of my favorites. It was written probably Continue reading →

Randy in Girl Pants “You wearing girl pants?” Randy replied, “Thin is fast, and you are not thin.”   by

From: Junebug Subject: Hi Big Jonny, here’s a poem I wrote about one of my customers. I’ve recited it many times but haven’t written it Continue reading →

In the kitchen When my grandmother would come visit us, she would sit at the kitchen table with her can of beer and bitch as Continue reading →

What We Wish For You were what every high school boy dreams of. good looking, a little older, forgiving of my age and inexperience. You Continue reading →

Traffic I can hear the traffic out on the interstate through my window at night. And, on occasion, I also hear the lonely whistle of Continue reading →

5 times I have deleted my post. 5 times I have written 5 times I have deleted 5 times I have tried 5 times and Continue reading →

Beauty and the beast My newish Subaru has a drinking problem. It swills coolant And then, feverishly, pukes it back up. The ’83 Toyota pickup Continue reading →