Most recent stories

dancing in the theater of the soul

876876 views22 comments11 fav

It’s the audacious testicle dancing in its theater, isn’t it? Carrying the legendary names. The bad blood, the jealousy the heart retains, living again under its skin, rarely enlivened by one of its own. There was enough angel in you that we would g

Center of the Universe

13691369 views22 comments11 fav

Rites of Spring

33843384 views6868 comments3535 favs

A tiny bear emerged from the cave of his mouth, grabbed the hair and pulled it on his lap to play with it.

Unknown Brothers

13251325 views00 comments00 favs

His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.

The Majesty of the Infinite

12101210 views00 comments00 favs

The other night at work, some kid was in for swallowing a snail's shell. He was nine and, according to the computer, did not have cognitive insufficiency. That last bit was probably put there to make us all not feel guilty about laughing at him.

Beamers

14791479 views22 comments00 favs

I try again. "You can make a big cup by putting your hands and fingers together, see?" He glares at me. "A giant could make a big cup," he says. "A giant could make a giant cup." I thought so before, and I’ll say it again. A little genius.

Facing Mecca

13971397 views44 comments22 favs

I was raised in a big city in the slow South. I know a little about cross cultural dining and where Delta Blues collides with Sly Stone, Al Green, and Zeppelin. Dirty rice in the Dirty South. Fried chicken, collards, and pintos. Fried velveeta…

Insomnia

16761676 views11 comment11 fav

They sit, they create, they watch.

Strawberry Fields Forever

14661466 views44 comments22 favs

There is nothing literal about the color of strawberries. It is a beauty too celestial for this world. It can only be imagined.

Payton, Pelt & Hargrove: 3 (Sorta) Young Lions of the Jazz Trumpet

11571157 views00 comments00 favs

It’s the middle-aged jazz musician who tends to get lost in the shuffle; no longer news, and not ready for the marble statue-treatment.

Please Come to Boston? (Memoir)

17231723 views11 comment00 favs

I've been invited to speak at Emerson College in Boston—it will be the summer of 2012, and I'll be speaking on running an online literary magazine; in this case, my own, Anderbo.com.

Getting Away

12141214 views11 comment11 fav

Daddy says he needs to go to the movies at night to relieve his stress, so Momma wakes us up, puts coats over our pajamas, leads us to the car ...

washing in the dawn

11761176 views22 comments11 fav

Here and there a few bits of beauty, with the highest respect, reverence, erect with pride. Almost twice a thousand dawns, ten thousand in intimacy, the breasts, the nipples, means of the world to nourish itself, by the intimate bay. It's almost pun

Old Salty

18291829 views66 comments33 favs

Cap'n Pepper tries and tries but Old Salty is never happy.

Lunch Bird

15291529 views66 comments44 favs

The bird studies me, we lock stares, with no care for who blinks first, birds don’t do macho stand-off.

The Five Stages of Editing

16821682 views11 comment00 favs

The recent release of my debut novel alt.punk was extraordinarily exciting; however, maturing the novel from first draft to publication was not without editing pains. Similar to the Kübler-Ross theory, I progressed through what I refer to as the “five sta

Time

16121612 views22 comments11 fav

time. Night after night he's up, restless. What if she knew his plans? If only he'd bypass his miscalculations and slip through

1968: What I Wanted

13991399 views1010 comments66 favs

Her smile dazzled me from across the room.

Big

23172317 views2525 comments2121 favs

I found the knife in a fishing box in the closet. The box was made out of varnished wood. My father’s father had made it.

The Great Bank Run of 1912

16611661 views1212 comments66 favs

She bought her first gerbil at the age of nine. She wondered if he would die from endless logrolling. When he died from natural causes, she refused to bury him and kept a distance from the first boy who kissed her--Thomas J. Hobbit. The next year a twister swept…

Letter to the Editor

16841684 views1212 comments99 favs

Some time ago, I began to write you letters with the idea of helping your newspaper become a more complete map of our little shared world.

Killing Noise

21682168 views3737 comments2424 favs

I ate a novel. I digested a film reel. I vomited poetry.

Old man deodorant

19441944 views11 comment11 fav

“I’m surprised you haven’t fucked yourself to death, too,” he added, “given your record.”

Another Plastic Surgery

28862886 views00 comments00 favs

He told me to count backwards from 10. I was out by 8. He was now in complete control of my life – what a helpless situation.

For Some Grandparents, Last Goal is to Be Grandkids' Favorites

11871187 views00 comments00 favs

At Christmas, the van de Kamps made the trip to suburban Downer’s Grove and presented Courtney with a t-shirt saying “My other grandma is a grim battleaxe.”

Johnny Dangerously

25152515 views1111 comments99 favs

An old man, a widower; living alone, defenseless. It was a given.

Jonesy's Rhino

14841484 views00 comments00 favs

After Jonesy entered the bear habitat, he walked up to the biggest bear in the group and punched it square in the nose. The bear was visibly startled. I mean, bears don’t get punched that often. And there’s a reason: bears are ferocious animals.

What I wanted 1976

14571457 views1010 comments77 favs

turn my Dorothy Hamill into a golden shadow

what audible skill

10311031 views22 comments11 fav

We all heard the audible skill you had, speaking smoothly of our lives, saying audibly what has driven us, who are huge with night, rising with its origin inside, and clear water running past, beyond, behind, and after us. To honor, to fear utteranc

The Suicider (draft)

12561256 views00 comments00 favs

He woke up four hours later in his car in his garage with the worst headache of his life. He lurched out of the car and kicked over a basket of basil as he toddled towards the door to the house. He stopped and scooped the spilled basil back into the baske