Fetish

I spend most of every Sunday with crossword puzzles. Our local paper has three of them, with different levels of difficulty. After solving the Jumble and Sudoku, which I consider a warm-ups for my brain, I tackle the mid-level crossword, because it’s the shortest, then move on to the difficult one. By day’s end, I’ve … More Fetish

Rowing Home

That sultry day, summer’s waning light, its grasp weary, anticipated death. I didn’t know it at the time, but watched you melting in its haze, thoughtful, with your oars, each fading cell a ghost on rolling glass, hushed waves. No sorrow in your silence, you seemed content to sway, and drift to shore, a thousand … More Rowing Home