Category: Stories

The Tree Poacher

We all admired Stevie Wilkins. As our group approached the dreaded four-oh, we had all embraced the great wheel of life and found our little cogs. We had lawyers, a senior partner in a well to do accounting firm, a realtor who seemed impervious to the whims of the economy, and even a big time […]

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The Tiger’s Path

There’s a certain wildman in Bethesda, MD whose iPod keeps shuffling back to Donovan songs. Over the last few back deck sessions at his Palace of Wonders, I’ve found myself thinking again and again about an old story I wrote.  It’s back on the antique GS page, and I’ll reprint it here… Because I have […]

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Skitters, D.A. – The Phone Call

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Skitters, D.A. – I Grew Up on These Streets

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Skitters, D.A.

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Open Hearted Dogs, Part 1

Dad started banging the pots in the mornings.  He’d grab a clean one in his big left hand, find a pair of tongs or a stainless steel spoon for his right then hold each tool above his head and beat on.  It was the count-off rhythm of a hundred songs: one, two, one-two-three-four!  After that […]

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The Cassander Canon: Meet the Tosers

We’re running my supposedly finer material from the past while I take some extra time to write some stories that need a little more attention.  This week, one I’ve never felt completely sure about but that Nacho likes quite a bit, a fake feature article about kids who let other people hit them in the […]

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The Cassander Canon: Cunt, Snatch and Glory

I’m taking a sabbatical this month, so you’re getting old school pre-2006 hiatus golden nuggets!  This week is “Cunt, Snatch, and Glory,” an excerpt from my unfinished, unnamed novel about a groupe of people who never left the small Ohio college town after they graduated and who wreck the lives of contemporary students there.  It […]

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Brave Captain Harvey-It’s All About the Money, Part 2

I sat in my living room with my feet up, the dog by my side whimpering.  Harvey was in the shower, slapping lather up and down his arms and gargling.  The water shut off and he stomped in the tub to cast off the excess.  He was true to his word, in and out in […]

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Brave Captain Harvey-It’s All About the Money Part 1

Friday.  The day I have off of work and to myself, the day countless New Orleanians leave for lunch and don’t come back.  It’s oyster day, fish day, shrimp day.  It’s the day Happy Hour starts at 10 a.m. and the streets are clogged with impatient citizens hell-bent on appreciation of life’s routine escapes.  I […]

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