Archive | June, 2016

The rain has stopped for now. Pale kids emerge from the Cedar Apartments to play on the lumpy infield at the junior high; their evening late fall shadows are stretched tall to reach me.

In Boulder Colorado I worked Kryptonics polyurethane factory only liked the tracks out back where every day I ran to watch the freight trains longing to go weeds broke the tar & tough earth

The blue of night meets no resistance with the dawn, going from darkness into faint early morning light. It is a new day. But it is also like any other day, only slightly different. The day he died was like any other, only shorter, thought Carmel. There is no hope and yet I remain the […]

I find the number on a big black door. It’s a horror movie type of door. The kind that the girl pushes open and walks through, even though everybody in the audience is saying: “Don’t go in there.” It’s the early 80s and New York is still scary, especially these dark empty streets below Houston. […]