Short Fiction

Spotted Jack Kerouac and a few of his beat friends, discussing how life could be beautiful. Thought I would and give a listen to their back and forth ideas, and believe me, it was all good. It seems the flow of their words was all encompassing, never shouting, smiles all around. When they are done,Continue reading “Short Fiction”

Will

We rely upon the poets, the philosophers, and the playwrights to articulate what most of us can only feel, in joy and sorrow. They illuminate the thoughts for which we only grope; they give us the strength and balm we cannot find in ourselves. Whenever I feel my courage wavering I rush to them. TheyContinue reading “Will”