It’s your nighttime room, this dark rushing room. It rings in your ears, like now does, always with you. Look left, right, up, down, fresh paint, tangy and sticky smelling. There’s a window. There’s a door. There are clean sheets and someone’s breathing. There’s the birds outside with their song sometimes and beyond there’s the highway […]
I utter to myself, “Your soul is Rome but your hopes are Pompei.” Time has done to my face what the Internet has done to human decency. I descend the stairs noting that 100 years has made them the deepest conceivable brown. “It smells like an old trumpet case in here.” My reluctance has become […]
Hitchcock Coheed had earned a private pilot’s license when he was 16 years old, a degree in electrical engineering when he was 22, a contractor’s license (as an electrician) when he was 26, a marriage license at 27 and at 28 he signed on to his bride’s idea to pack up and seek their fortune […]
Or your mother. Or your uncle or your aunt. Or your brother. And pickup when they call, too.
Long, long before caller ID, my dad would answer the phone, “Hi! How are ya?” which never failed to flummox the caller. My brother and I followed his example and managed to keep it up for several weeks until one evening, when Dad was working the swing shift, the phone rang, and after asking our […]
This one is not about a dog. Well, not literally.
One afternoon I told my friend John Scane I was maybe planning on watching I Am Legend later that evening on streaming, and I said, “Hey have you seen it?” and he said, “Yeah, sure a while ago. It’s pretty good,” and I said, “It’s got zombies, though, right? You know I can’t take too […]
Right over here. One hundred and forty-eight words, and let me tell you, it’s hard to cram a story into so few words. I cheated and went for easy emotion. Awww, poor puppy! So. Where’s yours? Write it up, send it in, and we’ll publish it.
I have a good terrier with a weak heart. She’ll die early. She’s still young, just four, and her condition isn’t apparent unless she’s playing hard at fetch or chase the hose water. When it gets her, she stops, lies down, rolls over, breathes, and waits. It’s syncope — the light headedness you feel when […]
Today at the checkout in Whole Foods, the checkout girl, or young woman, I guess, scanned my fancy ginger ale and said, “Making a Ginger Ale Mojito?” “Err, no. Not a … Mojito. I will be making a Buck.” “A … Buck?” “Yes. It is an old cocktail, well not truly a cocktail since there are […]