Perhaps One
At a restaurant in downtown, a reunion of old friends made itself known with loud laughs and servers carrying trays with many diverse...
Scene at a Concert
There she is, back to me, front to stage. Legs crossed, white sweater. That same white sweater. Golden strands weaved beautifully...
Shyness
One time we were at a restaurant and my sister was too embarassed to ask for a cup of parmesan. The guy next to us had some and our...
Age
In the door strode I, tired of tutoring. Worn out by children much younger than I, who made multiplication an exhausting endeavor. I went...
Solvang, CA
Red brick pavement, white houses with wooden frames. Denmark in California: windmills, small shops. My family walked slowly down the...
America
An old man, a war vet, whose path brought him to an elderly home somewhere off the map, sat alone at a table. Young children walked in...
The Tri-Indoc Nation
It had been an exhausting day. He drifted to sleep, slowly and then all at once, consciousness entering the door with a burst of wind and...
Life
Dark green backdrops and gold lettering. Overhangs a billowy sign, onto a thin sidewalk among black cars with yellow licenese plates. To...
Alone
On days where I've lost my purpose, days when I don't know what to do, I go to that park. I walk our walk, under canopy trees between...
Child Prodigy #1
I do not like to brag, but sometimes I ponder what I'll say if I ever become famous. It comes up in dreams a lot these days. My skilll...