Monthly Archive: July 2016
Sitting in a Hospital Cafeteria in Anchorage, Alaska
I have no hammock. I see no bronze butterflies. No field of sunlight viewed between a couple of pines, cowbells tinkling in the distance. None of that poetic horse crap for me. Just a table in...
Between the Lines
The new parking lot is already becoming sketchy. The yellow lines laid down just last year are fading. You can barely read them anymore. Soon they’ll be gone altogether, erased by sun. Drivers then...
Brick Church
Brick Church was the name of an appliance store on Main Street in New Jersey. Its namesake—an old redbrick house of worship—stood next door. Its congregation was in slow decline. The appliance store, on...