Louie only used his index fingers on the typewriter, tapping one key at a time until his words were complete.  I never knew how to speak to him when he was writing.  I never knew how to look at him or even breathe.  He’d escape and I’d be left behind with my bare legs and dirty feet.  Wild orange and red curtains were the backdrop to our nights at ( Read more... )

Last night I drank a bottle of Charles Shaw Cabernet Sauvignon '08 that I had been saving for nearly an entire year.  It has sat on the counter since I returned from Chicago last September, to be had with Shawn when the right evening...right moment presented itself.  I have offered it up many times, just to be turned down because he's not in the ( Read more... )

What is the significance of names? Uttering just one name can send you back in time, can send your delicate sensibilities into a high of such magnitude that you think you are losing your goddamned mind. Do you hear a name and wonder if there is someone else out there that can live up to that name you place to the face that's a 3rd degree burn on ( Read more... )