Our horses were tired and as we urged them up the last scrabbly bit of the mesa we could feel them quivering and straining … we could hear the gravel they kicked up skittering down the inhospitable hillsides, the desert’s bitter laughter. I don’t know about you, a man like me really needs a good [...]
While waiting to know what will happen to the forlorn Cheeto I couldn’t resist the pull of Matthew Guerrieri’s quiz. 1. Name an opera you love for the libretto, even though you don’t particularly like the music. General Hospital. (The Young and the Restless has much better music.) 2. Name a piece you wish Glenn [...]
A lone Cheeto sits on my floor, forlorn.
Spring everywhere. Even the smell of paper in Staples was fresher, like it was about to bloom back into trees. Riotous piles of multicolored paperclips like tulips. A boy stood in front of me, blocking my path. “Mom? Where are you? Where are you?” He was apostrophizing a pile of index cards. I had a [...]