A long tunnel amplified the little girl’s scream – her reaction to the fast approach of her pursuers. She quickly wound her way to the tunnel’s end, her Converse clad feet landing on a torn up, rubberized surface, and then she sprinted fast, hoping to find some […]
He was on the bus, and he – no, he was driving the bus – Never driven a bus before – down Market Street, and everybody on the bus was shouting at him because he kept blowing past the stops Have no idea where I’m going. And nothing […]
It was a rare time in San Francisco when the streets were nearly empty. It was an hour that was too early for pedestrians, too early for drivers, or anybody else without a bit of wildness in their blood – and for the crazies, the dealers, the junkies, […]
In describing a particular character from the story, I was reminded of this writing from a couple years ago. Gravity in reverse compels me to move to paste together words never seen before that echo an enchanted melody that rides upon a music older than earth and stone, existing, not […]
Neither dying hope nor dwindling beauty occupied the attention of the boy sitting on a bench across the pond from the Palace of Fine Arts. He didn’t waste a worry on these things, partly due to his age, but mostly because on this day, he was not alone. […]
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