He’d wake up in the middle of the night…early morn…fix himself a cup of coffee with sugar and cream…place some bread in the toaster and wait for it to pop up…fry two eggs leaving the yolk a beautiful yellow like the sun comin’ up outside his windows every day ’round 7:30…he liked to watch the […]
He looked at her…sitting there drinking her beer…talking to the fellow next to her…as his ashtray piled up and pint glass became empty…neon lights blinking on pinewood walls and tarnished brass losing its luster over the years like him…like him… Remembering when he was young…dancing with women…old black and whites showing a man in his […]
He saw her…didn’t think much…a tall blonde with a little weight on her…middle aged…raking leaves in her front yard…he wondered why she didn’t have a man doing that for her…he wondered… Maybe like so many middle aged people he knew…himself included…she and the hubby might’ve went splitsville…he watched her…she had her hair pulled back in […]
He saw her walk through the turnstile up at Columbus Circle on her way to catch the train…he’d seen her before…tall leggy brunette wearing white boots and leggings…like a go-go dancer of old…she had her hair up in a beehive and her lips had fresh paint on em…that was her…always wearing something sexy…provocative…like the tiger […]
He went out lookin’ for her…she’d been gone for a couple of days…like the time before that and the time before that…so-on and so-on…it was a recurring theme in their lives…ever so often…say every other month they’d go out and tie one on at the local bar drinkin’ cheap shots of whiskey and cans of […]
Old bus tickets…novels…half used roll of toilet paper…various bottles of medicines and a couple of coffee mugs laid there on the desk in front of him…the clock on the microwave read 4:07 in the mornin’…it was dead quiet… There were no sounds of police cars outside…no trains goin’ by…weren’t any alley cats moanin’ in the […]
She looked at him…sitting there in his old work pants with black grease on them and white paint…she just looked at him…smoking a cigarette and drinking from a bottle of Schlitz…his gray hair speckled with black…ran his leathery hand through it a couple of times…greasy…hadn’t been washed in days…he let out a laugh…,what you lookin’ […]
