Noble Rages
A short story by Harold Whit Williams.... Read more.
Album Review: “I Have Some Thoughts”
I’m old now. It’s been many years since I first realized I was not like other people. That realization was rather shocking since we are raised to believe that... Read more.
Album Review: “Dead Calm”
Lord Almighty, you can't take the country out of this boy (not that he himself hasn't tried). New Zealand-born, Texas-bred and California-beckoned Austin Leonard... Read more.
Father’s Day, Dauphin Island
Within minutes a wind has kicked up off the Gulf of Mexico, and the sky to the southwest darkens. Palm-sized raindrops begin pattering the chop, the chop already... Read more.
State Worker’s Skeptical Bedtime Prayer
O Lord, methinks I’ll call you Lord. Are youAffixed up there on high, or somewhere else?And us lowdown in murk mistaking blueAbove as heaven, hell beneath... Read more.
State Worker Considers the Concept of Dualism, Then Shrugs It Off as Metaphysical Smoke and Mirrors
Again with lightning bugs and blooms. The grassA resurrected green that dusk deepens,Enhances even. Blinking, blinking no lessRealistic as mushroom trips, sci-fi... Read more.
Album Review: “Rancho Shalom”, “Lucky Nights”, “Ghost Approaches”
World, meet Evan Kertman. His debut album, Rancho Shalom (Perpetual Doom), invites the listener out onto the back patio to bask in his sun-dappled California country-folk... Read more.
State Worker Catches Himself in a Lie, Then Realizes Truth is Far More Interesting
It seems I’ve always been the praying sort,If prayer is weeping along with FM songsUpon the lonely road. That human heartWill break in slow 4/4; the rights,... Read more.
Buried Alive On the Old Chisholm Trail
Something went wrong beside the dry creek.A late winter sky reborn in its own image.The neighbor's radio buzz, the four-lane drone,Etcetera. Hallelujah. I have my... Read more.
Touchdown, Alabama
A late September Saturday afternoon. The sky godless and electric blue and filled with trumpet blast and statistics. What a tiny scab on this roadmap Touchdown is,... Read more.
Blood Brothers Revisited
A coworker says blackberries and I'm ten againIn that bramble beside the pasture.Tom is barefoot and giggling.Our lips purple from the ripe fruit.I carry daddy's... Read more.
Old-Time Music
Once again the wide river recalled. A story, a songAn artery of memory.Coffee-colored from summer floods.Meandering west, as I did long ago. I hear waves lapping... Read more.
The Old Country
There on the map but vague in my mind.Blurred through the window As we touch down in rain. Rain like some shroud to be lifted.A rain ancestral And singing... Read more.