I cried Monday. A lot. It was at my home parish decked out in Christmas celebration. Poinsettias and glittery Christmas trees and a standalone, gazebo-like structure with cream-colored silks for a cover, while underneath a nativity scene. I cried for the baby who would just wind up getting insulted and berated His whole adult life. … Continue reading Here’s to a snot-nose Christmas
A Hillbilly Love Story
In retrospect, I never should have put that snake in Annemarie Kitsap’s mailbox. It wasn’t like it was a rattler or cottonmouth. Nothing that would jump out and fang you. Just a big bull. Ferocious-looking, but harmless. Prized in these parts for their propensity to devour rodents and truly dangerous reptiles. In my defense, … Continue reading A Hillbilly Love Story
On being a king
I can’t tell him it’s just a charley horse. That’s about as quack advice as, Guess what, Dawg, there’s much much worse on the horizon--mom and dad going tits up, an injury, take your pick--and that's gonna be the real weight that'll take the air out from under your stride someday. This ain't nothing but … Continue reading On being a king
Good cry (part II of II)
So many thanks to Mike for letting us share this incredible, life affirming story with our readers. Cheers, Homie.
A good cry
(This is part I of II. Meet part II here shortly )
Gaza
I reach out to a homie very recently about Gaza. We're not that close he and I, but every time we get together we banter ethnically, which means we flip each other shit for being more superior in our own brownness. Homie calls me old man. I call him Are You Sure You're Not Mexican? … Continue reading Gaza
If You Forget Me
I want you to know One thing. You know how this is:If I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashof the wrinkled body of the log,everything carries me to you,as if everything that exists,aromas, light, metals,were little boats that sailtoward those isles … Continue reading If You Forget Me
Tindergarden
After asking some friends which app-based dating site they would recommend, several suggested Tinder. “But I thought Tinder was just for casual hookups? And that, that’s not really what I’m looking for!” Shoulders shrugged, “Used to be but it's a legit dating site now. It can really be whatever you want it to be. Just … Continue reading Tindergarden
My Queen
Like we agreed at the outset, one of us would stand outside next to the other's coffin before it's about to be lowered. It's a little sad too of course. I didn't want to die so young. If only we might have logged a few more fancy receptions and backwoods rivers and--I always liked our … Continue reading My Queen
A gilf is born
So, shall we talk about dating? I’ve got a slightly different perspective on it these days. Let me start with I’m an attractive (I’m told hot), single, stylish, white (does it matter?), educated professional earning six figures; a property owner, world traveler; multi-lingual (yes, in all the ways you would hope for), free-spirited; a physically … Continue reading A gilf is born
Things Men Carry 