Sitting there making it all about him Pretending that this earth isn’t hollow Superficial sorrowful pleasures manufacturing peace How...

I drive south down Highway 23 to work – seventy miles away – and at the forty mile mark, ice-caked roads give way to clear. Snow-flocked...

It’s a week into the start of a new semester and my brain is muddled. Somehow, I’ve been teaching on my community college campus for...

It’s the fucking 4th of July and I’m on my bike at night which makes me feels like I’m 8 rather than 58 and going super fast even though...

A Requiem for Redneck Rick My Aunt Peg called around 7:00 a.m. My fucking head was throbbing. Still drunk from last night’s divorce...