98.44 Feet Per Second
The miracle in small moments
Right now I lay here in the
Tremolo Motions
I am the same, except my shoes
The Cemetery
Driving home through the countryside as the sun set,
The Social Mores of Coffee
Frank & Joes — Observations in a Coffee House, December 2024
We have stopped our morning's activity of saving the world for a moment of respite.
The Fury of Mauch Chunk
The first book I ever published.
Dead Ducks
I was a little boy when my dad brought home the ducklings—five little yellow fur balls. They were wonderful. Sweetness incarnate.
Right Turn, Snowman
Stopping at guilt and innocence
Dead Ducks
I was a little boy when my dad brought home the ducklings—five little yellow fur balls. They were wonderful. Sweetness incarnate.
Right Turn, Snowman
Stopping at guilt and innocence
I Am the Listener
A poem to wind down the day
The power of listening cannot be overstated. Listen twice, speak once...