Moving On
My grief is like a storm which rumbles to an end. The wind dies down the current slackens on the shoals white clouds stretch across the sky like huge confections. I still recall the splendor of her smile the solace… Read more ›
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Baseball and Polio
With summer came the two things Robbie feared the most: baseball and polio. He hit like a girl, ran like a duck. On his watch, fly balls disappeared in the sun. Grounders bounced tauntingly between his legs. He prayed, not… Read more ›
Ghosts of Budapest
They drift across the city like clouds reflected in a lake. You come upon them when you least expect to, wedged in the evening crowds of spiked hair and leather pants, asleep on benches by the Opera or makeshift mattresses… Read more ›