Too many Boxes |
Too many boxesUnloading trailers is all grunt work, hundreds of boxes have to be moved from the truck to the dock. Jacks and forklifts work if things are packaged right but a lot of the time you have ...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 02:40:00 GMT |
Carolina del Silencio |
The summer I worked at the Bi-Mart I met Carolina Villa. She had the saddest eyes in the world. I was 16 and she was 13 or 14 nobody knew exactly. In the long afternoons we would sit i...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 02:27:00 GMT |
And Another... Nothing in The Whole World |
Nothing in the Whole World
A crack runs across the windshield, from corner to corner and cuts the light into diamond sized pieces. You held my hand, absently, like it was your own. Nothing, noth...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 11:09:00 GMT |
Another story - Night Running |
He loves the sound of knives being sharpened and of scissors (open, shut, open, shut). He loves the sound of glass breaking hard on the tile floor. He loves the feel of hot water running, gurgling acr...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 10:36:00 GMT |
New Fiction - Stretching to Understand |
You looked like someone I did not want to know. I guess that's why I got in the car that night. My penchant for self-destruction was aroused by your black nail polish and the lavender circles under yo...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 10:30:00 GMT |
