Monthly Archives: November 2023

With the leftovers finally gone, we can reflect on the Thanksgiving holiday and the tradition of giving thanks.   As we all learned in grade school,  the first Thanksgiving feast was celebrated by the Pilgrims after their initial harvest in the New … Continue reading →

When I first read about roads diverging in woods, I intuitively craved ones less traveled by. After all, by the time I read Robert Frost’s poem in high school in Connecticut, I had already hit my first roadblock. I had … Continue reading →

Scooter Harris slurps his diet coke while burping the rest of the cheeseburger. Half of the cheeseburger slides off the right side of his face with spots of mustard, ketchup, and ground beef grounds. “Scooter your wearing half of the … Continue reading →

I have the place to myself at last. I’m up early. There are no crowds, noise, loud music, marching bands, football and intoxicated relatives. Peace at last. It’s been a rough few days leading up to the traditional gathering yesterday. … Continue reading →

The Road to Understanding Clip… Clop… Clip… Clop… “Dad?” “Yes, Son.” “Who made those stone walls, and why are there so many?” “Our ancestors made the walls when they first came to the island.” “Ant-sisters, that’s a funny name. Have … Continue reading →

There can be beauty in simple lines, an elegance in gentle curves that mock nature’s works. This the carver knows. His hands, gnarled and nicked by errant strokes, still feel softness in the grain. Eyes, though failing, see symmetry in … Continue reading →

Chaos is a friend of mine. Sometimes I wonder if it follows me or do I lead it around? Either way it revels in my wake and I often celebrate both its inconsistency and order. You heard me right. Chaos … Continue reading →

Midterms began tomorrow, and Tess was weary of studying. Chemical reactions swirled in her head, all sticking together in a big sloppy mess like the snowflakes piling up outside the library. As soon as she understood one equation, another one … Continue reading →

Please, everyone quiet now.  I’d like to get the meeting started.  I think everyone is here.  Our VP of marketing would like to join us, but she is unavailable today.  Thanks to everyone for coming to our holiday creative ideas … Continue reading →

Chaos is a friend of mine. Or so I tell myself. It certainly seems to follow me around like a hungry lost puppy. According to the scientists, chaos is actually hard wired into the universe. I’m not kidding. They say … Continue reading →

Named for the 1939 New York exposition, the World’s Fair Bar & Grill was located on Locust Avenue in the Bronx. Overlooking the East River, the neighborhood was an industrial hub in the 50s. Hoe, Cresca, Caterpillar, and Steinway & … Continue reading →

Scooter Harris motors his dark blue 1969 Charger with white wall tires into the far side of the Devo Train Depot. Train intercom in the yard, “Oh no freight train coming down the salmon lead splits the rail and is headed … Continue reading →

Isaac spent every day of his seventeen years in Southwest Florida. His parents never traveled outside of Florida. When Isaac was younger, he thought every state had palm trees, flat swampy areas, and alligators. When the temperatures dropped into the … Continue reading →

Sitting here on the floor of my closet in front of my empty suitcase for the last hour, I’m not sure what to pack. Maybe I should just fill it until it’s full. That’s ironic considering how empty I feel … Continue reading →

I did not seek it, my draft board selected me I did not want it, just random I became a marine I could not avoid it, I was sent on my tour I hoped to return, but I could not … Continue reading →

It’s not personal. It’s the job. I know everyone has a dislike of me, even a hatred, but I can’t help who I am. Most of the time I sit alone, bothering nobody. I am pretty content with being isolated. … Continue reading →

Now that was a well-deserved weekend off! My back and legs were just killing me, not to mention my arms felt like they were about to fall off. Yes, I really needed this long weekend just to pull myself back … Continue reading →

The prompt: tell a story from the point of view of an inanimate object. I first espied your home millennia ago, long before your primitive, bi-pedal predecessors first walked upon your insignificant rock and thought to look up at me.  … Continue reading →