I Don’t Know Anymore

What makes us stop and take notice? a child playing in the leaves on a cool autumn day? some woman sitting on a barstool with a low cut shirt on? the heroics of a pedestrian saving a life at the last second? bombs going off over seas? What we watch everyday is this ongoing series […]

That’s For God To Decide

He was questioned for hours; endless cups of coffee, cigarettes. Told the detectives he couldn’t remember; it was all just a haze. Said he wished he could help em out, but, he just couldn’t think straight. Little things cluttered his mind. They showed him pictures from the crime scene. A body, her body, lay there […]

Red

He pulled up in her driveway at 1:00 that morning. She’d had a hard time sleeping. Thoughts raced through her head, bad dreams. The young woman tossed and turned ’bout em. Never could sleep with a clear conscience. Thinking old thoughts, one’s that had cluttered her mind for the longest of time; sins she had […]

Just Fun

There were stories written ’bout him. Small town news covered his career. Every race he won and some that he lost had ink to em. Car races and church chicken dinners were a staple in the Morocco newspaper. He’d kept all the black and whites of him and his car in his shop hanging next […]

Due East

He walked throughout the Midwest on blacktop roads and two lane highways; skipping stones, a satchel on his back. He’d traveled from Nebraska across Iowa and into Illinois; taking his time, had nowhere to go. The young man carried a compass with him. His daddy had given him that instrument, said put it to good […]

Night On 41

The sounds of cars, semis, running on 41. Some going south to Terre Haute and others traveling north to Chicago. Passing one another in the dark night air from the left lane over to the right. Again, from the left lane over to the right. Driving over bridges where the river has grown high. Men […]

Charo

The six shooter had two bullets left in it. He’d open the gun, look at the chamber, and close it. Johnny Carson was on in the background. His guest that night was Charo. The audience laughed at her. The old man snickered, then went back to looking at his gun. He shined it every day; […]

This Train

This train. Two miles long. Moving slowly, creeping over the tracks. Its got graffiti all over the cars. Blue and yellow paint spelling out home boy, comic book creations wearing bandanas around their necks. This train. Where has it been? Rolling through small Midwestern towns, hamlets. Going into cities, Chicago, Indy, Cincinnati, not stopping. This […]

The Clinic

There were babies crying in the waiting room. Lots of Mexicans with masks on. One was coughing; he was asked to leave. Nurses kept coming out from behind a door calling names. Lopez, she called, Is there a Mrs. Lopez here? a tiny woman carrying a baby came running from her seat. She was shaking. […]

Guarantee

You pay for it eventually, he said. All the lies told, money stolen, women used, it’ll come round to haunt you some day, the old man drank from his pint glass. You might go to Heaven cause of God’s grace, his shedding of blood on Calvary, then again, you might not, he felt his mustache. […]