Turning back to the path I thought I was on before life took me somewhere else (A poem)

Writing epistles is harder than I thought it would be. So far, I feel like I’m ending up with a really bad ‘artist’s rendering’… There’s an old photo on your wall of a diner somewhere on the coast No place you’ve ever been— a gas station probably stands there now There’s a picture of you on the [...]

Secrets and unanswered questions (A poem)

A new poem in my February series of epistles. Out of respect for privacy, I am not mentioning the subject of this one. You really are something of a mystery Nobody knows what goes on inside your head So many secrets and unanswered questions and things hiding in the shadows I didn’t ask about the [...]

Youthful discretion (a poem)

Inspired by a photograph… She reminds me of someone I once knew I don’t hear from her anymore I guess I can’t blame her I had my reasons but they seem so frivolous now It’s too late for everything wishful thinking means nothing second chances don’t exist The walls are too high this time and [...]

“We may be through with the past, but the past ain’t through with us…”

About three months ago, I wrote a story—a short story—about a childhood episode ("the Nikki incident", I sometimes call it) that ended up having enormous influence on my life. Emerging from a period in which I got divorced, moved into a place of my own for the first time in a decade, and began re-thinking [...]