“Chicago Parking” is a story about my first experience of parallel parking in Chicago. Fortunately, I was just an anonymous observer. I have to say, when it comes to humorous parking anecdotes, I think this experience of Chicago parking is my favorite. Chicago Parking It was the type of ...
School Night is a reflection on one of many childhood memories, cut all too short by the impending school night. I couldn’t wait to show Greg my new dagger. I spent all day carving the stick into a point. It had a perfect handle, with a hole above and below for magic stones, and two ...
When I announced that I was leaving my job to become a writer, I was asked a question over and over again: “What will next week be like?” Wardrobe is a poem inspired by that question. Wardrobe I write poems in my underwear Since I don’t go out all day. Though it gets chilly ...
Wild Pathways Wild pathways, ages unused, Guide footsteps new and unknowing Of those who came before to seek Wisdom in silent solitude, among oaks So old as to make grandsires seem new. Craggy steps, paths in stone Fall away to rooted fingers digging through Crushing mountains bit by bit to, ...
