Fiction
The night before I became a failed salesman, I was wired and awake in Derek’s room, gazing out his window, reading his Anatomy textbook, and eating peanut butter with a knife.
Fiction
Dennis can’t believe Terry and I will give up a vacation day to visit the family cemetery, but once I convince him that I’m not kidding, there is silence on the phone.
Non-Fiction
My Cousin’s Love Affair with Slime Mold
It started innocently enough. A hike in the Oakland woods after a heavy rain. The ground still wet, the dense foliage sated and glistening. She hiked for exercise, to meditate, to escape the demands of a job in graphic design. It was a routine, an enjoyable way to recharge.
Poetry
Tried to put in some orchid purple yellow, and some coffee colored brown like my fingers I pricked helping with all her stichin.
Poetry
Each Morning I Pray to the Microwave
I see God through greasy glass or is that last week’s potato I forgot—I am sick of potatoes with their many staring eyes—
Poetry
My Father Sells a Vacuum Cleaner to James Michener
On the writer’s doorstep of a large house overlooking the river, my father speaks to the housekeeper.
Column
PHILADELPHIA, September 9, 2019—Philadelphia Stories celebrates its 15th anniversary with a gala event at the Cheltenham Center for the Arts (439 Ashbourne Road, Cheltenham, PA) on Saturday, November 16, 2019, from 7-10pm. The festivities will include a cocktail reception, live auction, art opening, and the release of The Best of Philadelphia Stories, 15th Anniversary Edition [...]