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SCALAWAG

SCALAWAG

He called me a loser -since the day I was born. He was uptight and angry -I never knew why. As a child I didn’t understand, not a clue. Him seething and nervous -me looking to run. I hadda learn early to walk on eggshells, and with finesse.  I still do. Is it because it’s … Continue reading

DIFFERENT FOR EVERYONE

DIFFERENT FOR EVERYONE

Marty hadn’t seen his father since the big blow up. That was almost three years ago. Blow up doesn’t even do justice to how embarrassing and pathetic a scene it really was. But wasn’t that how it always went? With the fighting and yelling and hurt feelings? The modus operandi really. And for as long as … Continue reading

ANOTHER HOUR OR SO

ANOTHER HOUR OR SO

Momma was in the kitchen and Katie sat on the sofa across from me, relieved to have completed the long and arduous drive down the interstate from DC, what with all those eighteen-wheelers and the holiday traffic from too many states to count. She’d been nervous about meeting the family, but she and Momma seemed to … Continue reading

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD

Happy birthday It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you Over twenty years at least I remember the last time like it was yesterday But that’s not what I remember most I remember the day I forgave you For all the years of conflict and strife And for being a target Of your ignorance … Continue reading

HOMELESS IN MY SOUL

HOMELESS IN MY SOUL

Today I’m excited because this is the time of year when my church hosts a homeless shelter in our town.  By that I mean we set up cots in one of our church buildings and have about forty-five guys stay over. There are women too, but we don’t host them this time, another church takes … Continue reading

OUT IN THE COLD

OUT IN THE COLD

I was thinking back to when you used to throw things into the fireplace. Any old thing really. Cigarette packs. Fast food garbage. I’ll admit it got on my nerves. I mean I always worked hard on stoking the fire and making everything nice and you were so indiscriminate with what you put in there. I … Continue reading

ANOTHER HOUR OR SO

ANOTHER HOUR OR SO

Momma was in the kitchen and Katie sat on the sofa across from me, relieved to have completed the long and arduous drive down the interstate from DC, what with all those eighteen-wheelers and the holiday traffic from too many states to count. She’d been nervous about meeting the family, but she and Momma seemed … Continue reading

DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY DINNER

DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY DINNER

Yes I’m feeling gratitude My attitude’s a good one dude Such liberties and latitude I’ve taken much Again I’m screwed Your platitudes they really suck They’ve run amok Hey what the fuck? You’ve got some nerve We’re outta luck No gratitude So where’s the food?

NOWHERE FAST

NOWHERE FAST

Published in the Piker Press: Illustration by Sam Parr Darren was waiting. He needed for the phone to ring today or someone to come to his door, or something. It’d been a few days since he last talked to another living soul, and although he couldn’t stand anyone anyway, his internal dialogue was getting old. … Continue reading

WHY WE’RE HERE

WHY WE’RE HERE

feet hurt from walking heart hurts from feeling while my brain hurts from thinking and my face hurts too that’s from the smile that’s frozen there all the time now that hides the hurt and the pain from a life that goes nowhere and that stays off course and aimless with each day being the … Continue reading