Tag: Larger Story

The World is Shit (Take a Break)

“Sure, the world seems crazy now. But wouldn’t it seem just as crazy if you were alive when they sacrificed peasants, when people were born into slavery, when they killed firstborn sons, crucified priests, fed people to lions, burned them at the stake, when they intentionally gave people […]

Dickens Legacy

Last night, I had an encounter more glorious than I’ve had in months. My wife and I resurrected a bit of our past, beckoned the part of our lives when time and energy were not in so meager supply, and attended a spectacular dramatic rendition of Charles Dickens’ […]

interrupted by Story – part 2

Here is the conclusion to this little heartburn of a tale. Thanks for everyone’s enthusiasm. If you aren’t up to speed, Part 1 is here. BTW – If anybody is curious, the lyrics contained in this story are from Greg Laswell’s “Comes and Goes”. His stuff is amazing! […]

All Odorous on the BART

              Pastor Raynell was an odd mixture of personalities.  Most often, he sported an infectious smile – impossibly white teeth contrasted against his dark skin, and most who knew him would unquestionably call him a friendly man, but this did not detract from his unwavering honesty with […]

Magic Coin for a Magic Door

Rummaging, clawing through contents at the bottom of a flimsy sports bag, searching for cold metal, too impatient and too hurting to find another place, Drew glanced at the small green structure before him.  One more quarter would buy him fifteen minutes in that smelly green sanctuary, but […]

Inborn Inaction

He crossed the street with the school on it and was suddenly captured by the sight of a skinny teen – probably sixteen or so – approaching the same intersection.  He slowed down as he and the teen drew closer.  He was struck initially by how displaced the […]

School Yard Meet

  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 […]

The Hill

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, […]