It was a routine Tuesday night when the President broke in to tell us that the world was ending.
I’ve heard it said that when a loved one is injured, your thoughts go right to them. Even when the loved one is maliciously injured. That all of your energy goes to your injured loved one to keep them hanging on. To protect them. I know for a fact that this is true. But for some of us, the energy shifts. Quickly. Especially when they’re maliciously injured. Last week, during the coordinated attacks by al-Qaeda across the United States…
It was a long night banging my head onto my desk, writing. Sometime around 2:30 a.m. I decided to take a walk to let the cool night air seep in and, hopefully, clear some cobwebs. I stirred the dog awake and leashed him. He looked at me like I had three heads. “Come on, boy. It’s me and you,” I said. And we left. We walked down Commonwealth toward The Plaza. The neighborhood was still, but for a couple of…
I had a dream. It was set in the future, but it wasn’t that futuristic. It mostly looked like it does today. There were no flying cars, for example. But there was one car that everyone who was anyone owned. A Mercedes Benz. But not just any run-of-the-mill $70,000 Benz. This Mercedes Benz was the best car ever made. This Mercedes Benz represented the epitome of luxury and capitalistic success. This Mercedes Benz meant never having to explain yourself to others. I…
He took a long swig of beer, crushed the can, and discarded it in the yard. Then he lit a cigarette and motioned for us to get into the car. It was a summer afternoon. Sweat glistened on our skin as we rode in the back of the yellow car with the burning black seats. The man backed down the driveway and into the street with a thud. I studied the side of his grizzled face as he gripped the…
I go to the same coffee place every morning for a fresh-squeezed juice. And every day I see a few of the same people. People I have never spoken with, but who I make up stories for anyway. One guy was the lead singer for the band The Cult. Or rather, he was the original lead singer before they got the guy you know and love. His hair is jet black straight down to his ass. And he wears reptile skin…
