The moon was shielded by a purple blanket of clouds that made the city walkers look like shadow ants scattering about on the hot sidewalk. I stood there absorbing the city as the warm rain fell on me and mixed with sweat until my clothing was drenched and my hairRead More
I am now four months postop. Saw my doctor 3 weeks ago and everything is healing well however, the catch 22 is now reality. In…
The first bedroom I remember was burn-your-eyeballs pink. It was one of three in a small frame house on the edge of Denver in the shiny new suburb of Cherry Creek. The street at that time was mostly vacant lots in various stages of build. After school my younger brotherRead More
Remembering Leonard Cohen again on Yom Kippur. Cohen was the sexy, late-blooming gloom-monger among a small, elite coterie of singer-songwriters who came to define the…
Unable to do much since nothing’s open and my arm still needs a lot of babysitting, I’m working on several projects including finishing two books.…