So many years since those Madison days. Forty years. My plane lands in what’s still a small airport. No Starbuck’s. The temperature is 32 degrees. I miss those days of…

      There were times when you and Oakland saved me. Every time I needed saving, through the Madison years, I could drive to Oakland in twenty-four hours and feel at…

      My family and I were on our yearly camping trip. This time it was Kauaʻi, my father’s birthplace.       We were stocking up on camping supplies at a small…

The night before Christ- mas, even narcoleptics shouldn’t drink coffee

      You always ask if my mother knows I smoke. It’s growing old. But I still laugh, then ask about Albert again.       Your son scares me with his crooked…

a cackling witch bright red lipstick her high pitched screechy voice clothed in black tatters a fire burning a pot boiling the twiggy broom she flew all staged in the…

The words you speak spout an armed force of meaning deployed to overwhelm me beating my brain with your Scrabble victory vocabulary triumphing over me while you further drop fancy…

I stand here quietly, not moving in the middle of this smooth stream flow, listening to the water drift beneath the overhanging canopy of young and ancient trees, and to…

     The car’s exhaust fumes blast me and gravel spits at my feet. I stand alone in the dark. How can you leave someone like this?      I know it’s the words….