As published in Short Story Town https://www.shortstorytown.com/ Let Me Sit in the Woods i Let me sit in the woods and stare at trees....

Nearly two years after my father shrugged off this mortal coil and turned into a butterfly, I am left with a hole where a holiday used to...

The Seeds a Good Father Plants in His Children Bloom Long After He’s Gone The weekend before Father’s Day in 2019, my brother and I...

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all. - Emily Dickinson...

One of the many benefits of owning a dog is the way they hold up a mirror to our human foibles and help us become more aware, awake and...

Do you have an ugly raven that sits on your shoulder and whispers sweet nothings of negativity and self-doubt into your ear? Has that...

“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So it was when my life began; So it is now that I am a man; So be it when I shall...

I’d been reading Locke in my room, trying to sense of it for a paper due, when suddenly the day went dark and a distant rumble drew my...

Three of my poems are included in The Poet's Winter 2020 "Childhood" anthology. Here they are: Summer Swallows When the sickle has...

My new year’s resolution for 2021 is a simple one, although it’s going to take a little work and lots of daily reminders to put it in...

It’s Thanksgiving next week and I, for one, am not feeling particularly in the holiday spirit. I come from a large family and normally we...

Dear Self, First, an apology. Yesterday I said some pretty mean things to you. It was Monday and I don’t particularly like Mondays, and...

Published: Elephant Journal June 20, 2020 You’re not rich. You’re not famous. They don’t see you on television or read about you in their...

I was driving to the grocery store the other day and made the mistake of pulling in front of someone who apparently thought she owned the...

These are dark days for humankind. Published: Elephant Journal March 31, 2020 A dreaded virus has been let out of the bottle and creeps...

Published: Elephant Journal February 2, 2020 It was the longest night of my life. A night filled with surreal and phantasmagorical...

Published: Elephant Journal January 14, 2020 I sat by my father’s deathbed watching him labor for breath, wondering which one would be...

Published: Elephant Journal December 23, 2019 It’s your first holiday since losing a parent—and everything is the same and yet different....

Forty years of dealing with intense and at times turbulent emotions have taught me the importance of letting go. I have a Hamlet mind....

I sit this morning during my meditation watching the train of troubles pass by. Worries about my kids. My parents. My job. Things I need...