I woke up far too late in the day after having had far too many beers late into the night.  The spring sky was grey,...

I will never be called to the river. I will never be washed clean. Sorry, Preacher Man.  There is just no saving my soul. Some...

It seems the whole of my existence is bound by the rigid principles of punctuation. All these tiny marks punched into thin paper help to...

The red of her lips matched the burning tip of my lullaby cigarette glowing hot in the encroaching twilight of our day.   The smell...

After perusing one of the local antique malls recently (on my birthday, actually), tucked way in a quiet corner of the very last vendor booth...