The children from the apartment complex next door hollered and carried on all Saturday morning and into the late afternoon. The pond behind the old folk’s home had frozen over and was now hard enough to skate on. Annie Clarke sat at her bedroom window, knees tucked beneath a knitted throe and watched, remembering her…

My wife hasn’t ordered anything from Amazon in the last couple days, which worried the delivery driver, who knock on our door wanting to know if everything was okay.

“I’m all fucked up in the head and no-one understands,” he grumbled as he climbed from his truck, “And someone has to pay — and I don’t care who.” Drowning in a violent madness, Manly Davis breached the locked front door of the Catholic Church by kicking it in, jus’ as he had learned to…

In both grade and high school they had teased him, called him ‘nerd,’ and at the time, it bothered him. But as a ‘senior,’ as society is want to do, at 60-years-old Rod Westford didn’t care what anyone called him. “Jus’ don’t call me late for dinner,” he often joked. He had married his late…

Appearing as a smallish, dark spot on the wall in front of her, without her glasses, Edeana Winters couldn’t tell what it was. Then it moved. Spider. And while she didn’t fear of them, she didn’t like them. Her mind raced to a piece of trivia she’d learned years before, ‘We swallow at least nine…

It’s  hard knowing that someone I’ve known since the mid-70’s, and who is a year younger than me, has passed away. Dave and I used to run track together and that’s where I first met him. We ran for the Del Norte Track Club, run by Dee Sullivan, out of Crescent City as well as…

I’d brood over The Dixie Chicks changing their name to The Chicks, but it seems they’ve already hatched that one.

She asked me to write a romance story… It was the gray largest wolf I had ever seen in my life, the size of a smaller Shetland pony.  I only saw it for a couple of seconds, before it disappeared into the wood line ahead of me. Reflecting back on the sighting, I realized something…

The wood shed was visited rarely, was weather beaten and had begun to slide into disrepair. The previous winter rains and spring wind had knocked the old building from its foundation and the process had been made easier by the fact that what was stored in it was stacked away haphazardly. George Nilsen decided to…

It was jus’ a short trip, time-wise, as I wanted to take a few pictures of how Mid-town Reno is coming along after the beginning of the COVID-19 stuff. I hadn’t even turned my camera one when I was yelled at for not wearing a face mask. No wanting the woman and the guy with…