It rained last night. I was awake around 4:00 a.m. I could hear thunder in the distance, its low-level rumble, like nature clearing its throat. Then it came closer and in ten minutes was above us. More
Monthly Archives: August 2022
Threesome (after Kathy Fish)
1. The old woman lay by the side of the road, dabbing her cheeks with a tissue. A girl walking past her on the sidewalk asked if she needed help. I’m just resting here in my hammock, trying to beat the heat, the old woman said. The girl, dressed in black shoes, black stockings and…More
Bite Me–a cave, a swim, a French fry
“Your problem,” my wife says, “is you don’t know how to eat.” It’s lunchtime at our house. I’m holding a fork. On the fork is a bite of braised veal, one of my favorite dishes. This is how I eat. I raise the fork to mouth, deposit the meat on my tongue, close my mouth…More
Leftovers: An Apologia–and a way of life
Every so often I met Shirley at the copy machine. She was senior staff, I was junior. One day the conversation turned to food. “I’m by myself,” she said. “I poach a big piece of salmon on Monday and eat it all week.” I was horrified. And must have shown it. “I don’t enjoy cooking,”…More
Taking in the Dark–and good people with lights
I’ve been taking early morning walks around the block in our subdivision. Around 4:00 a.m., just out of bed, I pull on whatever clothes I took off the night before, slip into a pair of flipflops, unlock the back door and step outside. I want to be out in the summer night. When I was…More