Pre Election Rant
The Fields of Santa Clara
Father Pepe swept the volcanic ash off the sidewalk leading to his church. The narrow shoulders on his slight frame moved back and forth in rhythm as he worked his way down the walkway. A young man approaching middle age, Father Pepe appeared delicate but wiry.
The volcano had never erupted in an explosion of lava. Instead, it constantly belched out the ash that covered the town of Santa Clara and the fields of coffee plants nearby, like God emptied his ashtray over the land.
What happens to Father Pepe and the village of Santa Clara? Find out in:
The Fields of Santa Clara now in The Bookends Review
Four Recently Published
A Zoom Wedding
A humorous peice that appeared in 101 Words
Sludge Cakes
This is a very short piece that appeared in 50 more or Less
Published in Commuter Lit
A flash fiction story.
As the editor said" "This could get confusing."
Published in Discretionary Love
A short story about a woman coping with her husband's slide into insanity. Mildred Martin
The Doll Wife Reprint
Quoth the Owl ,Nevermore
I could hear him in the late afternoons when golden summer sunlight pushes through the trees and makes the leaves facing it look luminescent against their counterpart's black background. He would hoot from a tree in the wooded lot behind my house...
This just came out in Canary, an environmentally-themed journal. Quoth the Owl ,Nevermore
Absko Kipkorir.
There is a story about the story of "Absko Kipkorir." Originally written in November 2020 as a satire directed at journal editors under the title "More Splattered Paint," it went through sixteen submissions and rejections before finding a home today (June 1, 2022) at Commuter Lit. So, is the piece that bad, or are editors that thin-skinned? You decide. ABSKO KIPKORIR
Golf and Writing
This is in the early spring edition of Outlook by the Bay
I write for the same reason many of my fellow retired septuagenarians play golf. We have
the time to do what we want with our lives. I am passionate about my writing, and serious golfers
are passionate about their sport. I am reasonably good at writing but rotten at golf.
It is not that I never tried...Golf and writing
Tripping With TJ
Thomas Jefferson, experiences an unusual trip into the future.
Tom Jefferson, while working on something profound,
Was surprised and distracted, buy a soft knocking sound.
"Do come in," he called out, "My daughter so sweet."
Was surprised and distracted, buy a soft knocking sound.
"Do come in," he called out, "My daughter so sweet."
And tell me, dear Patsy, do you have my treat?"
A traveler," she said," from far New Spain,
Journeyed through the cold and rain
He brought you these buttons and said with a grin
Read the rest at Spilling Cocoa Over Martin Amis
Its Time to Rethink Freedom of the Press
This article appeared in Spill It, a monthly
newsletter put out by Vine Leaves Press designed to be controversial and
stimulate conversation. I hope to you it meets those objectives.
How can we reduce the polarization that is destroying democracy?
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