Exquisite Corpse

3:00 p.m. rise 3:05 Mountain Dew while on Insta, X 3:45 tiktok 3:50 another can of Mountain Dew, vape 4:05 cup coffee, va...

Dinners out with my aunt and cousins in the early ’80s are memories that linger fondly. Eating at a restaurant was a rarity for us—my then 3...

Wrapping up the company, we needed some expenses to offset our sales, and so I’m sitting in the Harbour Sixty steakhouse asking for just wat...

A couple cans of beer A tablespoon of fishy blancmange in a tepid yellow sauce A potato pancake A small bowl of beets 2 playing card-sized s...

First Fred goes away and takes a pass on his turn. Then Nancy does, and I’m unexpectedly due to post next on the Corpse. But it’s Thanksgivi...

The Church Lady on Garden still hovers.      I brought her mixed nuts but she refused. Another day she offered me $5.00 and politely asked t...

Just as I suspected: trees can control when they drop their leaves . . . and maybe even if. In fact, it appears they don’t so much drop them...

L.G. is 14 years old.  He grew quickly, then left home to live with Angelika when he was six. This summer he returned to us because he was f...

A spring evening in Krakow, a long lineup at a local restaurant. I invite the elderly man behind us to join us at our table. He is frien...

I so want to buy those overflowing pots of mums. Lots and lots of them to bedazzle my house with yellow and russet. But they don’t last long...

How to escape the urbanity of artisanal beards and authentic gym-made muscles by working the land, working the earth then be rewarded with ...

Dear yellow-orange leaf, there you blow. It pains me to see you, such resistance I have to your change.  I know you will flood me with warm ...

I woke up this morning dreaming I’d just won the lottery; even though I can’t remember the last time I played it for real. I dreamed mysel...

Because Julie gave him honey, he blesses her bees.  He also blesses her, and if I'm outside he blesses me too. He gives us a set of magi...

You say God is great and we are all God’s creatures. Yet you treat us like we are God’s mistake.       Consider what you can see of me.     ...

No seatbelt, cool night air from open windows, lying on the backseat, the rhythmic flicker of yellow street lights seen through closed eyeli...

In the dark, I try to think about something else and not think about Rocky in his dogbed coughing and settling coughing and settling I...

You whittle me down with your snide remarks. Sub-terrain, I’m surfing now. Always something to say, to sear me, to expose me. To make me cry...

I liked cats, but she liked dogs. A real dog person.      And it showed.      She tried so hard to be happy, all the time. But when somet...

Where are you, my old friend? I looked for you in all your favorite spots—Mom’s office, in my puppy bed by the window and even downstairs w...