The scary ones are the familiar ones. Not the ones where some large, slick reptile appears in our basement and tries to have me for…
Cousin Charlie and I were born twelve years apart, he in 1954 in New York and I in 1966 in California. The last time we’d…
The woman decided to be something less upsetting than a woman. She was tired of losing blood. She said: “I am going to collect teeth.”…
Then there was the time that a young male black bear made its way into Jeff Wheeler’s garage and drank a bunch of his beer….
My first afternoon at the bar my boss told me to drink my mistakes, which I did, which caused me to make more mistakes, which…
When Faye Dunaway married Chewbecca after a string of heartbreaks in the late ‘70s, everything was champagne and tree houses for a time. They received…
This is not me who’s talking. This is five obscene traumas involving a by-sexual mother and a precocious baby brother who went dim. Under stolen…
My Buffalo girl is a bird of paradise who turns out to be an aural vampire tone-deaf to mute spin. On rainy nights, skyscrapers nil,…
Pepper, she was on the sun. Pepper, she was sunspots. Pepper, she made the sun bigger—furious and spicy. The sun swallowed Pepper, wanting her, calling…
You were not there the night I saw stars, though I am certain I told you about the night I saw stars, about how I…