Monthly archives: July, 2015

#229 A personal Call

#229 A personal Call As Joe sat on the bed in motel sixty Nine, he tried to decide what to do. Brenda, his wife, had said she was spending the night at her sister’s. She’d spend Tuesday and Thursday nights there every week. Joe thought it a good thing the sisters got on so well….




#228 Ascending

Searching for a hidden treasure, we climbed the San Gabriel Mountains. When we climbed above the valley and we were above the low flying clouds, we saw the discharging electrons accelerating to the ground. For the first time in my life, I saw lightning start and end in a flash so quick; it seemed to…




#227 Poetry is Evil

When I started an English course, my teacher said, “If you want to become a jockey of words and maneuver the English language so that splendor shines through the letters aligned in row after row, a poem must be written every day.” “I’m not a poet, and I’ll never be a poet,” I said, and…


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#226 Old Gold Cigarettes

Getting off the bus in downtown L.A. was like getting dumped in the middle of the jungle with predators all around. On the run because I shot some fool in Chicago, I ended up here without a dime in my pocket. I walked downtown and when I got there, I watched six men digging through…




#225 Fame

#225  Fame Joe worked as an undercover cop for the Chicago Transit Authority and his job required him to ride El Trains all day to protect the passengers from would be robbers, assailants, drug addicts, etcetera. The January day he stood on the Belmont EL train platform for fifteen minutes was probably equal to standing…



#224 Dogs

#224 Dogs If only I had known why, my dog Bo always wanted to be in the kitchen. He and his pal Scamp waited for any chance. If I turned my head, into the kitchen they’d romp, and all the time I thought they were just two hungry dogs, until I had my dream and…


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#223 Chicago

Joe looked through the picture window at the end of the bar and saw the misty and dark sky. “Look at it,” he shouted. “It shrouds the city for days at a time.” “Think warm,” Kathy said, “Picture in your mind what we left behind.” Joe closed his eyes and saw the ocean waves breaking…


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#222 Cheap Dreams

  Saturday night came and I didn’t have a dollar to buy a lottery ticket. Every time I didn’t play, my lucky numbers came out, so I desperately tried to acquire a buck to buy a ticket. Standing in front of the Seven Eleven, I approached a young lady coming out the door counting a…




#221 Infidelity has its own rewards

Umber colored skies blocked the sun and a v formations of birds flew south on a one way lane above. Dead leaves, brown grass, and dried up roses covered the ground beneath. Snow fell, water became ice, a thermostat read minus forty degrees. My dreams of warmth and maybe love died too, and I wanted…




#220 Beware

  It was a warm and sunny summer day when my girlfriend Becky said, “Something is beckoning me to ride my cycle on a rough and rocky trail.” I almost laughed when I remembered a joke from when I was a kid. “The old lady who rode her bike over the rough cobblestone road said,…