FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE, for accordion and volcano

[“Fire Fire Fire Fire” was first published at Quail Bell Magazine] Met you yesterday, but it doesn’t matter That the world looks flat from a bird’s eye view Cause I felt the climb, and I feel the height, Even though I’m surrounded by a thousand plateaus.   Met you yesterday, but it doesn’t matter We fell for each other out… Read more

Where They Lie, A New Orleans Story

  John sat on his stoop smoking and staring across the street to the neighborhood cemetery. It was small and neglected, not much like the well-manicured parks where the New Orleans tourists flocked. With their wrought-iron gates, famous dead people, plastic flowers, and marble, they were not as haunting as this shabby place. One could not forget death here. Although… Read more