A Simple Twist of Fate
We went back to where we began. Where, over twenty years ago, we were characters in a Bob Dylan song. They
The Chicken and The Hawk
We sat outside on the patio furniture, sun-drunk in the calm before the Thanksgiving storm. My Labrador was sprawled out
What’s She Going Home To
Almost 15 years ago, I watched a woman walk into a small listening room in San Diego, in a slow
There Are Some Things I’m Never Going To Be
There are some things I’m never going to be. Yesterday I was driving through the small town east of my
The Things That Will Miss Me
There are the things I will miss, of course. The early morning walks through the sagebrush, crumbling the fragrant stems
After The Fire
The morning after the fire, I clear away the outdoor chairs and tables and barbeque and whatever else doesn’t belong
Are you? Am I?
I didn’t even know the show was happening, not until a few days ago, when my friend told me he
When I Was 11
I’d almost eclipsed my Pitfall high score on the Intellivision when my mom yelled up the stairs. We were leaving early for