Something happened on the trip through the 21st century. Self-centeredness became the default in relationships, at work, on crowded subways, in coach on domestic flights. A jostle became a push, then a shove. A disagreement became a bloody brawl, then a murder. Our intentions ceased to be noble. e claimed...
Her number appeared in his hand. He hesitated, then swiped the phone on the second verse of the ringtone. “Well hi, you!” Her voice unraveled him. He did his best to recover. “Congratulations! You really nailed it yesterday. Quite impressive!” “I hope I wasn’t overbearing.” “No, no, not at all. You were smooth and... Continue Reading →
My daughter has my hurt in her. She lives with it better than I have. I hid it, softened it, made it acceptable, and then called my compromise a success. An achievement of normal. She faces it, endures it, mocks it by parody, dismissal, lightness. No big deal. It is...
I look at the ten-inch bolts I just purchased. They are heavy, rust resistant steel rods with a screw end with octagonal nuts and a square head on the other end. I wonder if they are strong enough to hold the four by four posts that protrude past the back end of the two door... Continue Reading →
Belief creates tradition, and when left to man, becomes superstition. Jefferson Parish, 1940 The hole in the ceiling of the camelback house shone a ray of light through the empty backroom. The house filled with laughter and fresh fried catfish on Butler Street when Beatrice called her family to dinner. They lived, separate and unequal,... Continue Reading →
