Nashoba was tracking deer along the Wichita River when a snake spooked his horse. Ordinarily he would not have lost his balance, but lately, he had fallen victim to Head In Clouds disease. He had thrown stones at She Who Loves Butterflies, and she had not responded. The horse warned him, then reared into the … Continue reading
Imagine the crash. The conscious mind resurfacing, grasping, outrunning the clutches of Chlorpromazine. There’s a whining child sniveling only four steps from me. His t-shirt smeared with playground dirt and jellybean dribble. His eyes find mine and lock. Click. Somehow, I’m four again. What if I break for the swings first? I can beat him … Continue reading
I think I liked Melanie because her hair had a slight bit of curl which I might have envied although this was the era of slick, stick-straight, part-down-the-center, the-longer-the-better 1970s hair. Melanie showed up in the middle of Beowulf one day in English class. No, she wasn’t monster hunting, she brought me from the midst … Continue reading
When your grandmother decided for care and comfort and laid a string of pearls across an ocean it’s open depths yawning the unknown a depth you could not follow So you said your prayers beneath cerulean heavens and bribed the Norse god of independence to gather the shards of your broken soul After a while, … Continue reading
The sun’s rays echoed off the water and the traffic glided easily on the Carquinez Bridge as I drove my van through early morning traffic. Suddenly liberated from a canceled temp job, I found myself with a few hours of freedom stretching before me. Movement in the water caught my eye as I glanced out … Continue reading
I was sitting in Golden Gate Park among the giant trees contemplating the ups and downs of the construction industry focusing mainly on the downs. I liked the greenery, the peace, and majesty here in the park. In the distance, the drum circle people were practicing their rhythmical beats. Drum circling had carried over from … Continue reading
The night has razor claws soused in horror. It slinked down back roads and alleys with a murderous man. “Listen,” they said “don’t go out….don’t go out alone.” He stalked the bars smiling in neon’s sordid dazzle propped himself in the backlit shadows behind restaurants then slipped into a young nurse’s apartment his sharp knife … Continue reading
