The Creek
Daddy made me show him the place. You couldn’t tell nothing about what happened but for that stick. It had some of my blood on it but Daddy didn’t notice. […]
Category Archives: Bird’s Eye View
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Bag Lunch
He stares down the brown throat and into the paper stomach of his lunch bag. There is a stale marshmallow with powdery old-lady skin. Half a green pepper cut on […]
To a Triathlete, Dying Young
Barbara Warren competed in the Ironman Triathlon World Championships in Hawaii 13 times, finishing in the top 5 of her age group eight times, and winning her age group in […]
Vampire Girl
It was a slow night at Casey’s. Less than a dozen people. He noticed her because of her drink – she was drinking something white. It glowed palely in the […]
The Fourth at the Lake
Over the past decade (my fourth), 4th of July has become less of a holiday for me, and more a symbol – it represents the midpoint of summer, a tangible […]
Steep
Not long ago I watched a movie about extreme skiers and snowboarders. I know many good skiers. I know backcountry skiers, skiers who think double black diamonds are a […]
After the run
I enter the trailhead in the early evening, just before the light fades. The first mile climbs a thousand feet. It is a slow toil, not unpleasant. I love the […]
Vows
I sat down to write my vows. But, I’ve decided I don’t want to vow or promise anything. Promises are nothing more than threats dressed in their Sunday best – […]
