I understand nothing will be normal again, because normalcy—most of it, has left me. The genesis of me is gone. In its place, another one,
Read MoreWith you, life is quite mundane—just the way I like it. Each morning greets me with the rich aroma of dark-roast coffee wafting from the
Read MoreThose motionless dark eyes gazing out between the layers of oil and pigment and top coat, painted 400 years before my mother even dreamed of
Read MoreDear Ice Bear, Though you might find this letter as an expression of my affection, (and that much is true), I believe that the things
Read MoreAn hour and a half north of Syracuse, I veer my rental car off the interstate. Pastures flank me on both sides, houses dot the
Read MoreA would-be poet and photographer from Tidewater VA, I struggled to find my niche at Dartmouth in 1982. I didn’t like contact sports. I didn’t
Read MoreI’ve waited long enough, let enough time pass. It’s time now to say what kind of thing it was and put it out of mind,
Read MoreSitting on a beach chair next to my newly married wife on a quiet Californian beach was nirvana. I held the hand of a person
Read MoreI look at him in exasperation. My eyes squint out my own form of Morse code stating, “You don’t have to check on me.” I
Read More“Stick your finger in my butt,” I whispered to my wife, Lisa. She obliged. I cringed when she penetrated me and later, in refraction, I
Read MoreMost of their adult children lived out of state, yet my husband’s parents called them every Sunday. Carl and I lived nearby, and they
Read MoreDear Milena, If these words and letters ever reach the green fields of your beautiful scrutiny, please forgive their rough appearance. They have survived many
Read MoreWhen he was born, he had a hole in his heart. It wasn’t a big hole, but it was enough to pronounce its significance through
Read MoreWe lay together, spooning, my head on your shoulder, wild blonde hair in your face, which you push away good-naturedly. Your arm is draped over
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