Cotton-Candy Pink

At the laundromat, I can hold my breath for half-an-hour.  I don’t know where one thought ends and another begins. Felicia has different colored wigs. One is cotton-candy pink. Once, she took me [...]

Just Released

  “Little Leo” a 100-word story appears in The Drabble, January 2, 2020 “Like an Accident” and “Dinner Party, American Journal of Poetry, January, 1 2020 “Sphinx” appears in [...]

Over My Dead Body

I’m happening, now.  I can’t stop myself.  It’s always TV about food or food about TV.  I’m employed, yes, but not gainfully.   Maybe it’s better to start every conversation with a question?   [...]

The Pleasure of Texas

The Pleasure of Texas   No preposition should begin with a sentence, although as the Bible says, Is it the bartender’s job to keep you sober? In the war to end all wars, historical research [...]

Lucky Bullets

Lucky Bullets I have skills I don’t know I have. An imitation of a lab experiment, I’m wide asleep. Jade says I look like a search party, lost. I tell her I’m crawling closer and closer toward [...]

Love’s Levitation

  Although my body is an anchor, it’s beginning to float.  The darkness is a dim, fragile music. When I speak, things unhappen. If you listen, carefully, you may hear voices in my skin.  [...]

Featured Poem/Story

Cotton-Candy Pink At the laundromat, I can hold my breath for half-an-hour.  I don’t know where one thought ends and another begins. Felicia has different colored wigs. One is cotton-candy [...]