It Made Me Cry

Snow has begun falling here but not in the sort of volume that would impress anyone who grew up with a traditional winter. I am a Californian living in Texas and not one who went skiing every year like so many others I knew. I didn’t see snow in person until I was about seven… Continue reading It Made Me Cry

The Sweet Lips Of June

There is a man who looks like my twin who has spent a little time drinking fancy vodka because his stash of good single malt scotch needs to be replenished. That same man realized yesterday why the name of one of the parents of a hostage sounds familiar because they were supposed to be on… Continue reading The Sweet Lips Of June

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