Monthly Archives: March 2018

It appears that I missed the anniversary of our first serious conversation – not that you even took note of the date or took any notice of me at the time. The date meant nothing to you, it’s become clear, … Continue reading →

Here’s where the creepy comes in. Here’s where the heavy breathing starts. Insert ominous soundtrack now with foreshadowing and darker hues and close-ups and the suspicions that something seriously wrong is about to happen but what? WHAT!? Here’s where Ugly … Continue reading →

His teachers love him. His classmates, too. When I pick him up the girls all wave at him nervous, coquette-careful. He smiles back, nodding, normal as any boy and, after closing the car door, transforms instantly into the sullen mute … Continue reading →

The fortune in the cookie was empty blank space made even more poignant with the addition of “in bed.”

Sometimes you know your time’s up even before anyone can tell you. Your internal clock is just more on the ball than anybody else’s sense of schedule. You can feel when your welcome has worn out when the cold is … Continue reading →

In this great wide expanse of a universe with its infinite distances and it’s inconceivable amount of stars and an almost uncountable number of planets with a substantial series of potential life forms amongst them through all that wealth of … Continue reading →

Blank. Empty. I am alone in the darkness with my device at which I peer with great intensity. I stare at the screen hoping to somehow will a message out of it but nothing comes out. Was my correspondence clever … Continue reading →

And then just sitting there in the basement of my favorite haunt is the completion of a childhood quest, a book in a series I could not find for years back when I was young. What was it doing down … Continue reading →

A thought experiment was posed to me recently: what if I had been named Don instead of Jon? I suppose any name would do to call into question my life choices but Donald in particular holds a certain weight. There … Continue reading →

I mentioned you in poetry a couple times today. It seems I mentioned you repeatedly recently, my old buddy, Grey. I can’t quit you, Grey, even though you left, so long ago. I won’t quit you, Grey, though my heart … Continue reading →