In those days, between the megacanes, some of us would be sent out into the searing heat to inspect the panels and batten down whatever had broken loose. Something was always broken. Continue reading Yen
You never heard it at the time, of course. But, you were the sunshine of 8 a.m. freshman calculus class. All easy smiles, quick laughs, and bright eyes sitting next to me.
You never acknowledged the scowls and leers the other boys gave us, setting your sights on a certain unworldly someone instead.
You were always there with a ready question or small talk afterward in the breezeway. Continue reading Overdue Goodbyes
Leveling field where we play
Thin air baby can’t stay
Detailing devil work to pay
Ooo-ooo aah-aah and ay
Hiding open in the me
Ruling golden a door key
Loving cold stone in a sea
Keeping soul and body free Continue reading Ooo-ooo Aah-aah and Ay
“Sit.” Father Rehman gestured to an overstuffed chair in front of his desk.
Kenes sat. “You wanted to see me?” His eyes darted over the ostentatious surroundings, including the glass ceiling and the lights of New Houston overhead. Continue reading Inconsequence
She said it was Odin and the Valkyries that filled the fog with cries that day.
“Master!” Lars, my assistant, called, “This one yet lives.”
The blood-caked warrior’s breath faint, we dug between the boulders to free the Continue reading Undertaker
Jordan staggered away from the concert with the group, ears ringing, thirsty, and concentrating. Left foot forward. Right foot forward. Don’t ralph again.
Follow the dude in the yellow shirt, he told himself. Continue reading Crapulous
His hands tremble. “Our account is empty.”
A red F had been circled. The veins in her old man’s neck throbbed. Continue reading Failure
Who could possibly know now of the master’s disregarded dawning? What waits scheming and strategizing endlessly in the shadows has indubitably, invariably lurked and lived there undetected and undeterred. Continue reading Cryptic
I stopped short. “Kristina? Is that you?”
She took off her sunglasses. “Oh, hi!”
I tried to remember the last time I’d seen her. Continue reading Puissant
“I don’t want to go!”
“Me either!” chimed in the younger one.
The line inched forward. “We’re going.”
They found seats just as the trailers ceased, a bucket of popcorn in tow.
She held the 3-D glasses like soiled underwear. “I’m not wearing these.” Continue reading Lapidary