Please

Please don't let me wander where the roads that I avoided ever sprawlWhere, behind the thickets, lie the secrets that I keepAnd only words remain as any proof that I can weepWhere just so many patterns rest in humble disarrayBut these are mine, it's what I have, and I would love to lose them all … Continue reading Please

Memorandum

Lucille has that tone that she gets when she's annoyed and she's doing that thing where she punctuates every few sentences with that hanging space before offering an almost silent sigh of exasperation. "Well," she begins saying - like she always does when she's annoyed - "we need it done sooner rather than later." I … Continue reading Memorandum

Run

I don't know why they run. Speeding along with a cascade of flashing lights behind them like a pack of lions running behind the lagging wildebeest in the herd. I know some part of them knows this can't end well. It's like running from cancer or trying to outpace Alzheimer's. I call it lottery logic. … Continue reading Run

Desperation

When Christina Martin was found, she was in the bed of an old pickup truck that was owned by one Franklin Torrence who was the gardener for Edward Jacobson. Edward was in the driver's seat, and when Franklin Torrence was questioned, he said, "Mr. Jacobson said he needed my truck. I just assumed he didn't … Continue reading Desperation

Kind

Nice. Maybe even kind. I read an article recently that talked about how they're not necessarily the same. "Don't be nice at your job. Be kind." They said that nice people have a tendency to be nice because they want something in return or, at the very least, they want people to be nice to … Continue reading Kind

Symptoms

I'm sitting here with one leg crossed over the other, a steno pad on my lap where a pen is moving in a way that would certainly imply I'm writing something down. Thomas is talking about how he couldn't buy something that was on the counter at a convenience store. See, he didn't know it … Continue reading Symptoms

Directory pt.1

"The thing you gotta understand is just how...unremarkable he was. You know? Like...he was one of those guys that you could talk to ten times in two years and none of it like...none of it really stuck. You know?" "So wait," Jim said. His bottle of beer hovered so close to his lips he probably … Continue reading Directory pt.1