Honey Cake
Before she died, she wore an orange ruffle to her 100th birthday party, now photographs on the walls, earth-tone paintings, the same shade as a… Read More »Honey Cake
Before she died, she wore an orange ruffle to her 100th birthday party, now photographs on the walls, earth-tone paintings, the same shade as a… Read More »Honey Cake
I’m on vacation from Chicago and visiting my girlfriend in Louisiana. Kathy and I met in college where we played on the same basketball team.… Read More »Mustang
I will miss you the most in the evening after the dishes are put away and I’ve retired to the bedroom knowing there’s nothing on… Read More »The Bottom Line
It seems odd that the Louisiana state slogan on its license plate is Sportsman’s Paradise. I am not a sport in the way that the… Read More »Change the Louisiana State Slogan
A storm begins as a harmless patter, a shuffle on the pavement, an occasional trip-trap coming down at the same tempo, target practice increasing in… Read More »Stormy Weather
Lawns were work. Not only did people have to cut them, but just like in Ecclesiastes, there was a time to scatter seeds, a time to fertilize, and a time to spray for bugs. It seemed endless, a weekend ritual of cutting grass, grass that always grew back. It was like Sisyphus rolling a rock up a hill, and then it rolling back down again. Wby?
The dental hygienist didn’t talk about her boyfriend or her latest home improvement project or even the movie she saw on Netflix, so funny, she… Read More »Dental Hygiene
“Lenore Weiss’ psychic linguistic engagement borders on the transcendent, the mystical and familiar.”
–Sharon Doubiago, author and member, PEN Oakland
On my trip back from the gym today, I saw a bump not too far from the house and slowed down. It was a turtle.… Read More »The Turtle Knows the Way
One of those toad strangler storms. Can’t see. Lakes filling up on the front lawn. I’m swept into the bayou, in pajamas, a stick of… Read More »Mother’s Day