Banter is my stock in trade

Banter is my stock in trade

I was always skilled and forthright with banter. Even when I was two… when I told the fire-and-brimstone preacher off. Prancing down the aisle to shake a fist in his face. In front of the entire congregation, I responded to his shouted messages, punctuated by...
Buddy, Can You Spare a Friend?

Buddy, Can You Spare a Friend?

Friends share secrets, feeling safe in the hearts and minds, that acceptance with be theirs, no matter what. Each of us has a few, one of them being our Father. But, but, but, but: have you ever repressed a truth? Not a fib, a flub, or white lie, but a lapse, really....
Trivial Truths

Trivial Truths

Trivial truths. The Days of Our lives. This is the story of Stashes and Hashes & Bashes and the already-conceived Mucho Cash. Trivial truths. That’s what life is about. Not espionage, insurgents and counter-insurgents, cyber crime, and such. Not on my street...
Noise

Noise

Cars honking, leaf blower buzzing, ambulance chasing, copters chopping, radios blasting, dogs barking, toddlers wailing, a murder of crows cawing at a bobcat strolling the ‘hood… what do these have in common? No, this is not a parody of the ‘Twelve...
Blonde

Blonde

“I’m blonde; what’s your excuse?” says my license plate frame. If you believe that, you are the dumb one and not me. Get it? Perhaps it’s a writer thing, a precision vocabularist’s tic. Think about it. I’ll wait. I am a...