In a Forest Dark and Gloomy
I sit and look out my back window into the yard behind my house. It
I sit and look out my back window into the yard behind my house. It
We walked along the beach, my companion and I, on a cloud-filled morning in late
On my 16th birthday my brother gave me a copy of Jack Kerouac’s On the
Christmas Day, 1999. Twenty years ago. Was I at home in New York, a
In the darkness, you were dreaming. Dreaming and that is all. You did not see
I remember the night my father left. I was six. My mother told me the
Hello everyone to this thing that I do. In this episode I'm telling fairy tales,
I am 16 years old and I am sitting on the hood of my car
The view was magnificent. I could have sat there forever, just watching; letting the moment
When I met with the funeral home people they spoke in low tones and stood