Author Archives: gary

We were ring-around-the-rosy childrenThey were circles around the sunNever give up, never slow downNever grow old, never, ever die young.— the prophet james vernon taylor— She’s not worried about pace. She just wants a popsicle. She doesn’t have a heart … Continue reading →

“Will you be be be be be be be my valentine?You know that I’ll be yoursif only you’ll be mine.”— valentine’s song I remember from davy crockett elementary schooleven though I can’t remember the school song dammit— It’s 6 a.m. … Continue reading →

Mo was rummaging around in the closet today and came across this flag, a relic featuring the signatures of the entire family from long ago before folks started leaving us. I didn’t think much if it. Until. Niece the Elder … Continue reading →

Fast time of getting way too highcardboard cutout cowboywaving goodbyeStill it seemslike it doesn’t mean a thing.— blair howerton— And then, of course, there are those other nights. A huge moon, or possibly a Chinese spy balloon, floats aimlessly over … Continue reading →

One more time around might do it.— the prophet cornell— You’re standing in the imaginary lane 9 of the little dirt track. It’s a gloomy day and nobody else is in sight except a homeless guy huffing spray paint next … Continue reading →