Soft Explosion

They say California is where fools go to find their dreams and dreamers go to find their fool. Henrietta was neither fool nor dreamer yet she found herself stepping off the plane in LAX.  “Father forgive me for I have sinned. But not my will but thine,” she thought as she walked out of theContinue reading “Soft Explosion”

Memory/ Remembrance/ If Only

My eyes close in restMuch like the moon at the dawnMy mind stays awake I stand in the cemetery where my grandmother lays. Beside her are two soldiers, one on each side. Her husbands. Military service, the ultimate sacrifice. Military servitude to a military life. Happy wife, happy life. There are medals you can onlyContinue reading “Memory/ Remembrance/ If Only”

A Drop of Wetness

“Would you like some wine?” asked Alexander. “That would be lovely,” replied Rebeca. “Your usual?” “Of course,” replied Alexander, pouring a healthy serving into the chalice before Rebecca. Rebecca took the chalice within both her hands, letting the fragrance of the wine wash over her. And the faint perfume from its chalice steals her worriesContinue reading “A Drop of Wetness”

Published Author

“I really appreciate you coming.” “Hmmph,” she sniffed. Hey, she was here. That was a win. “Publication is the auction of the mind,” she said; unprompted. I looked at her. Her with her second hand black beret, brown, real leather jacket, a pair of slacks most likely from Walmart and a pair of strappy shoesContinue reading “Published Author”

Out Like A Lamb

In like a lionWild and roaring jungle catLeave purring kitten Yesterday it was snowing. Literally blowing cold flakes of nearly frozen water on my face. Today? Today, I’m literally sweating just sitting outside. “Hot enough for you?” “Haha. Yeah,” I say and go back to my phone. “Hot enough to sweat the balls off aContinue reading “Out Like A Lamb”

Travelers Through Nothingness

Space, empty and blackTravelers through nothingnessDeath is a journey The plush faux leather chair made noise with every movement. They didn’t understand his fascination. They being everyone. He even had the smell of leather imparted into the fabric. Dead cow. He remembered the words said in disgust, almost like a slur, from the ambassador’s interpreterContinue reading “Travelers Through Nothingness”