many hats, not all at the same time. No Bartholomew was he. Every day a new one, sometimes […]
Author: The Helix
She drops the newspaper on the table, announcing, “They’re still killing people in […]
Nothing to do in this stupid town but hang out at the mall. […]
Stray conversations lingered in the air. Dull grey smoke drifted on the passing […]
with all the people I’ll never be: local legend, glad-hander, open armer, yah boy The virtuoso, soft heart, […]
As I bend, my body accordion-folded, mind floating above while my body, underneath, […]
We parked on the street in the grey light of the overcast afternoon. The house loomed over us […]
