When It Is Time
Death begins the way it always does, so many times, with a phone call out of the blue. My…
Glenn Carley
A Certain Lamentation
We went down in the biblical sense to the city again. My wife and I. She went with me, in…
What Leaving Brings
I In the timelessness that is empathy, he watched them all go. He watched them go amidst…
A Gift from Cod
He calls me il vagabondo because he never knows when I will show up to visit. I have…
Clemente’s Errand
I am sent by my wife to retrieve the veal – 11 sweet, 7 hot, a small container of…
Mio Men
In kinder, gentler times, there was a man who came around on his truck to deliver what I…
All a Whirlwind
It is all a whirlwind; a life constructed in little vignettes, little parables that pass…