Albatross
When Ma was stuck for dough, I reminded her of some rather fantastic jewelry that could be liquidated to meet
Category: writing
Because
(why would Ms Jones be writing at five-minute intervals when she’s running late for a hot date and there’s an
Yitzok Words
A week ago I confronted them, and I had two choices: Use these yitzok words for a beloved, sorely missed,
Putting A Rubberband on the Nailpolish
I’ve been thinking this all day, and then, by accident, I read this: One day, the past arrives out of
It Seems To Follow Me Wherever I Go
There is the biggest sun sinking outside. Really big. Bill Burroughs big. And I have those almost embarrassing Frank Stella
Breeze
I was asked this question in real life: Anybody have access to a strain gauge / tensiomenter interested in some
This Flag’s For You
Ma’s pastor, a woman I’ve wanted to be about that much more progressive than she actually is, did me a
Tines of a Rake
The Antenna Theater people set up another audio tour that began midway to the Man and ended 100 yards or
My Hallway Smells Like A Swamp Cooler
It’s surprisingly hot out, and the upstairs residents have prevailed upon the building manager to turn on some large industrial
Latrine
No one seems to want to install the new roll of toilet paper on the toilet paper roll. They just