2711, 2023


November 27th, 2023|Blog|

I’m now of the age when my body’s a cage and I’m forced to take stock of amounts like cholesterol rates and the beats my heart makes, not to mention my current sperm count. And [...]

2807, 2023

When You Cancel Me

July 28th, 2023|Blog|

  When You Cancel Me When you cancel me someday (Don’t say you won’t; that’s what they always say) Don’t fail to strike me down with righteous zeal And have no sympathy for how I feel.   [...]

1904, 2023

“On” All The Time (Poem)

April 19th, 2023|Blog|

“ON” All The Time By Jim Meskimen When I was just a boy of nine when grownups gathered for party time I’d take it on to entertain, do voices, clown, and I’d take pains to [...]

3101, 2022

The Spark

January 31st, 2022|Blog, Uncategorized|

What makes the boulder split? Not thunderbolt, nor hurtling meteor or earthquake's jolt. To delicate and gossamer and fairy-fingered life the spalled rock cracks, surrenders. Once formidable, now hastening toward decline. Thus toils the lichen, [...]

2308, 2021

In Appreciation of Sunflowers

August 23rd, 2021|Blog, Uncategorized|

A single sunflower is some of the best evidence I know that miracles happen, not once, but often;  innumerable as blossoms. Infinite, perhaps, or nearly. That’s good enough for me. I’m a big fan of [...]

1607, 2021

Slap, Slap, Slap… short fiction

July 16th, 2021|Blog, Uncategorized|

I hear the sound again, a rythmic slap, and know she is outside. A peek outside my front window thru the shutters verifies it– Iris. Iris, the early riser. Iris, the determined. Iris, the… kindergartner? [...]

712, 2020


December 7th, 2020|Blog, Uncategorized|

“Change all the traffic lights in town from yellow, red and green to only yellow– THAT will bring improvement to the scene!” So said our mayor, in response to problems in our town, and passed [...]

2911, 2020

The Unfortunate Captain

November 29th, 2020|Blog, Uncategorized|

The passengers contentedly aboard the tall ship Liberty untroubled were by distant clouds which faultless eyesight scarce allowed. The captain didn’t help at all. Quoth he, “Yon storm is no mere squall, it’s Noah’s flood! [...]

1911, 2020

The Beat Goes On

November 19th, 2020|Blog, Uncategorized|

Roland, when he pondered it Felt that his heart would up and quit. This normally quite rational guy was certain he would shortly die. For when he let attention stray it wound up in his [...]

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