Hurricane Flo Hits Crepe Myrtle Court 10.22.20
Storms frequently circled Bob’s head. Because Florence was meteorological, not simply windy imagination, his whilom fear now registered approximately nine on a disaster scale of ten.
She decided to make a cup of tea before she hung herself, as if it was any other day. She wanted to think it through, make sure she was making the right decision.
Life begins somewhere between the fish and the stars...
A Girl on the Run
A lost Boy in the Dunes
A father searching for his lost daughter...
The Wrong Stop
It was a typical gray dismal raw New York City spring morning. Jenkins stood, crammed with dozens of other blank-faced people, in the subway car headed for his office downtown.
The Sorrows of Young
However if there is one work that must be named as having captured
my personal Sublime as having described my own life experience
up till now, it would have to be Goethes groundbreaking
the Pool by Hideo Okuda
A Charlie Dickinson review
of five "longish" stories has hilarious dialogue, lovably