Monthly Archives: March 2019

roger

It’s a day to go to Roger Allen’s pottery studio for the first time since he moved on. To walk among his tools in the silence of the still room in back. To gaze at the StarKeepers up front and … Continue reading

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brothers, part 11

He’s standing at the counter. He doesn’t know what to do. We’re getting Chinese food, which strikes me as an odd thing to do in West Texas. I am carrying the tray to our table when I hear the woman … Continue reading

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smith boys breaking stuff

In our defense, they shouldn’t leave mallets next to shiny things. We were clearly set up. Luckily, my legal training (one season of watching L.A. Law until I realized Jimmy Smith spells his name Smits and therefore is likely NOT … Continue reading

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brothers, part 10

He’s looking for something. I can’t help him find it. I had no idea it was possible to be this heartbroken. He’s looking.

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lost in translation

It’s 4 in the morning. Or maybe 5. I’m not sure what time zone I’m in. Did we spring forward? I think my spring may be broken. I’ve been driving for six or seven hours, which in dog years doesn’t … Continue reading

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i can see those visions dancing

All these ghosts I have driven out, driven them from my house It’s a simple life I lead still got a lot to learn about — the prophet willy porter It’s a Crappy Day at work. One doesn’t go upper … Continue reading

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my expensive church service

Father forgive us for what we must do You forgive us and we’ll forgive you We’ll forgive each other ’til we both turn blue And we’ll whistle and go fishing in the heavens — the prophet john prine There are … Continue reading

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