FEBRUARY THEME
Love Is…
Last Words
Jack began to think the wound was superficial because there was no pain. Sure, there was pain when the knife went in, sharp and cold, but now there was nothing. He was numb. Sleep. That
Guest Post: Bohemian Rain
A Guest Post from David HicksMy father is long gone, having died in January 2007, and at first he seemed to hang around—at the foot of my bed, threatening to twist my toe to wake
That Time I Didn’t Notice When Night Became Day
A long time ago, way back in college, I had an apartment two blocks off Height Street in San Francisco. It was a nondescript thing just a box on the third floor where the “rooms”
A Four Letter Word: The LOVE Sculpture in Philadelphia
“Would you look at that, that’s nice isn’t it?” My Mom (circa 1976 when seeing LOVE for the first time) In Center City, Philadelphia on the intersection of 15th Street and JFK Boulevard sits
Saying Goodbye in Paradise (Or Waiting for the Hurricane)
I’m not sure if this is going to work. Or if it will make any sense let alone be entertaining to read. I guess you can call this an experiment. I am going to write
First Communion (Short Story Excerpt)
I sat for a long time at the bar. I tried to chat with Stephen, it was too busy. I wandered to the buffet table then through the main dining room, my eye caught the
Memory & Fog: The Impermanence of Objects, 3rd Meditation
Once, a long time ago, I told you I would love you forever. I never intended to lie to you. I am back in San Francisco, the place where we once lived together. It has
Writer, Love Your Words
A Guest Post from David Hicks When I was about to launch my book tour a few years ago, I was nervous about reading in public—I tend to mumble, and have never been a
Jupiter is Far Out: NASA Image of the Day
This image is made up of two things I really enjoy: Space stuff and psychedelic art. And not since the final section of 2001: A Space Odyssey has the two been blended so well together!
“All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows
We’d packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.”
― Tom Waits
