these dreams

these dreams jerk me from sleep imprisoning me in snarled sheets while I puzzle over what sins I am paying for with these dreams Advertisements

these dreams

these dreams jerk me from sleep imprisoning me in snarled sheets while I puzzle over what sins I am paying for with these dreams

“Say…”

Somewhere in the hills outside of Austin on a very hot Saturday in August, my friend Carlos and I stopped at a roadside bar for a beer.  The place was small, set parallel to the highway and barely clear of

“Say…”

Somewhere in the hills outside of Austin on a very hot Saturday in August, my friend Carlos and I stopped at a roadside bar for a beer.  The place was small, set parallel to the highway and barely clear of

Saturday, Austin

Two glasses of chianti last night lead to a headache today. At the trendy hotel a half dozen self-consciously hip patrons eat granola and yogurt by the pool. Five blocks down Congress a crotch-to-knee wet spot on a man’s ill-fitting

Saturday, Austin

Two glasses of chianti last night lead to a headache today. At the trendy hotel a half dozen self-consciously hip patrons eat granola and yogurt by the pool. Five blocks down Congress a crotch-to-knee wet spot on a man’s ill-fitting

Going to Earth

I liked going to the country, to the farm where my cousins lived, because it seemed so exotic. First of all, while I lived in Lubbock, they lived near Earth, a small farming town in the Texas Panhandle. That just

Going to Earth

I liked going to the country, to the farm where my cousins lived, because it seemed so exotic. First of all, while I lived in Lubbock, they lived near Earth, a small farming town in the Texas Panhandle. That just

One final message

Ken was my son’s headmaster in middle school. He was a popular man in the community and an asset to the school, where his gentle love and encouragement smoothed over those rough adolescent years for many students. Nathan’s transfer to

One final message

Ken was my son’s headmaster in middle school. He was a popular man in the community and an asset to the school, where his gentle love and encouragement smoothed over those rough adolescent years for many students. Nathan’s transfer to

Between Cancer and the Equator

The hotel’s pink stucco façade – faded from age and sun and inattention – guards the narrow street. Four Americans crawl from a blue Ford pushing their way through air glutinous from just-ended rain. Crossing the desolate lobby to a

Between Cancer and the Equator

The hotel’s pink stucco façade – faded from age and sun and inattention – guards the narrow street. Four Americans crawl from a blue Ford pushing their way through air glutinous from just-ended rain. Crossing the desolate lobby to a

Clouds of Illness (2003)

I am 12, maybe, or 14. It is the last morning of the family vacation in northern Colorado. We’ve spent a week in our tent at a National Forest Service campground 15 miles down a gravel road just below Rabbit

Clouds of Illness (2003)

I am 12, maybe, or 14. It is the last morning of the family vacation in northern Colorado. We’ve spent a week in our tent at a National Forest Service campground 15 miles down a gravel road just below Rabbit