Irish coffee fantasy (a poem)

Just a small fantasy I had while drinking a homemade Irish coffee… Let’s make these coffees Irish loosen up a bit follow the warmth down our bellies and wherever else it leads until we wake up together one fuzzy morning with the sunlight from the window in our eyes Let’s laze together under heavy quilts [...]

Flashback: The Summer of My Discontent, 2012 Edition

Prelude It has been a while since my last post—over two months, in fact. I had intended to continue the saga of the Summer of 1987 in my next post—but, alas, real life decided to intervene. (You are forewarned—this could be a long one…) First, I lost the one source of (somewhat) regular income I [...]