Of Lives Lived

By most accounts I’ve lived a successful life. I’ve had and still have more money than most men could hope to earn in a lifetime; I found love at a young age and was held close in its embrace for many years. Read more

Silences

There are some silences that are self-imposed. Every family has things which everyone has agreed not to talk about. Unless someone disagrees.
I am usually that person. Read more

City

A city opened it’s arms to a younger man,
more nervous than he would cop to.
Accepting false bravado.
The city’s women opened their legs to the same man,
shyer than he would admit to.
Buying good-natured cockiness. Read more

Cat on the High Dive

In my dream, my son is far ahead of me, just around the corner, I think. I can’t see him, but I hope he is there. I move faster, my eyes scanning the horizon, ravenous for any glimpse of his small silhouette as proof he is not lost. He’s been gone for hours, but I control my panic and tell myself if I just keep moving, just keep looking, I will find him. When my fear can no longer be suppressed and I am on the verge of hysteria, I awake abruptly. Read more

Some of My Roommates in London

A French man. Cool guy. We used to finish a bottle of Whiskey every day together. A French woman. She was his ex-girlfriend. She was so drunk one time that she fell asleep on the tiny highway divider outside our home.

A Spanish woman. She was cool. Two Peruvian ladies. They stopped speaking English when I tried to get them to pay bills. We had a big bonfire in the back and burned all of their stuff. Read more