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Rabbit Writing Holes
The Sharks, West Side Story, 1976, J. Pellman Theatre “Are you going to do a post?” Todd asks after I show him a picture I came across this morning. “Look at that. Could I have been more depressed?” “But you kept going.” “Maybe I could post it and say I’m writing a...
Yellow Hoodie Haiku
The sweatshirt he wore yesterday was the color of the leaves. He stopped. I kept going, but Turned back when I noticed he Wasn’t beside me. My hands were cupped to Keep the wind out of my ears. “Wear your hat,” he’d said When we left the house. He handed it to me, the...
Writer and Dog at the End of Day: a Confession
He’s a projecting, guitar playing, good housekeeping kind of guy. I wouldn’t call myself a slob, there’s just always something better to do other than clean. I’m a good paper towel cleaner upper. I can wipe up the kitchen floor with a single section. He’s also my...