Garage Imp
Hadn’t seen her in a while, only the remains of her 1/2 smoked Capri; white, about the diameter of a coffee stirrer with red lipstick stain on the filter tip. Thrust into the… Read More
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21 Linear Feet
It rolled left, paused 8 seconds and rolled right; 21 linear feet, each direction, over, and over again. Lying on my back, staring up at the ceiling, I felt the light breeze from… Read More
0-40 with Grace
0-40 in 1.5 blocks abruptly followed by squealing breaks – to avoid passing the next stop and the poor dripping souls waiting in triple digit heat, of course. No sooner had they boarded… Read More
Cheap Therapy
To avoid panhandlers I took my cocktail and nicotine into the “lounge” when the stairwell door burst open and a statuesque, young, brunette entered with the force of a gale wind. I anticipated… Read More
