I just can’t think about anything else. Not sex or drugs or three ways… Politics! That’s all I can do. Eat, breathe, sleep politics. 24/7 news, watch every channel: PBS, CNN, Current, MSNBC, FOX… even local stations. What for? I’m embroiled, I’m frothing, I can’t remove myself from it. I keep all the TV’s in… Continue reading #Politics
Category: Higher Ground
The Titanic
“Oh, you should have seen what I did to my husband last night,” the bartender says as he takes two stiff shots of vodka to calm his shakes before service begins for the night. It seemed like everyone in the restaurant business had a drug problem of sort. Booze, pain pills, meth, crank, steroids, even… Continue reading The Titanic
I Don’t Have a Mother…
A Mourning Dove has landed in the barren Hawthorne tree. My mother is gone – finally. After two years of repeated strokes and the inevitable paralysis, She is released. It seems that it is harder to get off this planet than to get in… I cry with relief. What a long painful sentence she has… Continue reading I Don’t Have a Mother…
Getting Out Alive
In my mind everyone should take care of their own shit as soon as they are able developmentally, and as long as they can physically and mentally as they age. Sometimes we have to take care of someone else’s shit; like a small child or someone who is aging or sick. But basically everyone needs… Continue reading Getting Out Alive
The Gift
Her parents were friends with his parents and so they were thrown together for bar-b-ques and poker games. The younger siblings went outside to play, but the two teens went straight into his bedroom and settled in for a night of pleasure. He was older and knew what he was doing. She was ripe and… Continue reading The Gift