we say we don’t have seasons in miami, but we do. they are slight and they are lovely, and yesterday was our first fall day. the beach was windy and almost too cool, if not for the eager sunshine. lying on a thin blanket, my face hidden from stray drops of sea flying off theContinue reading “loving change, for a change”
She sat staring at the cars driving by on the busy thoroughfare in front of the café, diagnosing what makes pretty people so mean. She’d been a hostess at the theater’s café for the 52 days since it had been open, and she could write a thesis on all the theater-going Miamians that she hadContinue reading “A Café in Paris”
Across the sand Bare feet deep breath dive in calm, clear, teal farther and farther lungs scream tiny schools mermaid hair soft sand reflections waves tepid Atlantic wraps around skin hearts aglow loyal sunshine foggy brain molecules cling his presence lingers dive deep
‘Twas the night before Christmas, the ground floor of an old house Had been converted into a piano bar, filled by many a louse. Music and banter wound its way up the spiral staircase, Melodies curled around a lady giving a sailor good chase. Somewhere down some lane children slept in their beds Visions ofContinue reading “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, Rewritten, Explicit.”
Tis the season to gather round a tree And celebrate bounty. Sounds like all the years of my childhood. Where there never was a white Christmas.
“Go,” Chris insisted to an audience that couldn’t hear him. His right hand fumbled blindly around the deep center console of his 1989 Bronco. It hit upon its target and he slipped a Marlboro Mild between his lips, pressed the old knob of the cigarette lighter in, and met the eyes of the womanContinue reading “Acquitted, Evicted, Conflicted.”