Approximately Forever Posts

The Waitress I’m not much to look at now, but when I was 19, I could make anything look good, even that green polyester uniform. I liked the attention, and…

Fiction

Fiction

Muster here you mighty, you men who’ve earned the name We gather in the great hall, to greet a hero bold With shining shields the honor guard, shall safeguard one…

Poetry

She looks at the odd light and asks, Dad, am I dreaming? And then she teaches Me more about birds. This morning I saw a killdeer In the parking lot…

Poetry

Sun burns mountain fog Even the buildings are ghosts Glass eyes watch us pass

Poetry