Ding. It was Reuben’s smartphone announcing that as an Uber driver, he had a guest to pick up at Second and Arlington, in front of the church on the corner. Within seven-minutes he pulled up in front of the steps leading to the large double doors of the cathedral. Standing to the left of the…

He had this weird habit: Being himself — all the time Therefore… Not everyone liked him And he could care less And he couldn’t care more

Bed and pillows Notebook and pen Dogs Hot coffee

Peggy Sue Gensaw was born in Crescent City, California on April 26th, 1958 and raised in Klamath, California. A proud member of the Yurok Tribe, she passed away on October 11, 2019 following complications from surgery. Peggy Sue graduated from Margaret Keating Elementary in Klamath, Del Norte High School in Crescent City in 1976, where…

Between sleep and working 60-hours a week, I haven’t had the time to edit what stories I’ve already written. This is not to say that I’m not writing. I carry my trusty notebook with me to work every evening and throughout the night I jot down my inspirations into words. I have written six short…

Lamont sat quietly at the bar, nursing his bottle of beer. The place was busy and noisy, with one group clacking pool balls around the green felt table and another torturing a karaoke machine. He had been busy noticing an attractive redhead in the far corner when he suddenly realized someone had taken the bar…

She sings glory hallelujah at the bottom of the stairs She screams hallelujah, standing slightly out of sight She glides ‘round the corner, misty vapor in the airs She calls hallelujah, and those willing, hear her spirit She cries glory hallelujah at the bottom of the stairs.

Blue eight-wheeled Brute. Catches what filth the world offers. Seen but not noticed. Setting in the corner, out of the way. It will not stock its prey. Instead, it waits, it waits. And the world will come to it. We think we’re the top of the food-chain. Human-kind is so easily outsmarted. Such foreknowledge in…

Is ‘buttcheeks’ one word, or should I spread them apart?

“I have your back,” she said in supposed support of him. She was also holding a large bladed knife high over her head as he walked away.