Prelude He looked boyish. He held a credit card and paid for our dinner. He hoped he hadn’t talked too much. You did, I told him. Why should I pretend otherwise?
Using two opposable thumbs my future unfolds never a dull moment– at the gym between sets, at the cashier waiting on line, watching the evening news, talking to you from
I share the road with the darting lizard, greet other hikers where before there was only a quickening to save myself from saying hello. I hear a horse neigh, reminded of a
Flat like an envelope begging to be opened, scolding me for not making a donation or missing a sale. For the life of me, I don’t want to give it a
I do sit ups on a mat beneath a clock. Two guys rack weights and argue about where to find the best lengua from food trucks throughout the city, compare
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged me is I’d just received