The Gift

Christmas morning provides the occasion for this poignant and vaguely disturbing poem about the sometimes convoluted relationships between mothers and sons.

The Will of God?

After an auto accident and a trip to the ER J.R. Reed explores the will of God and the fallibility of modern medicine.

Sunday in So Cal

“I’m going to take a Miguelito,” he replied, while holding a roll of toilet paper skyward.   It’s 8:55 PM (Pacific) and I’m sitting at my desk, preparing to write this blog post.  To my right sits a nearly full 32 oz bottle of Corona.  The kind they sell in Mexico.  To my left sits […]

The Diabetic Chick

She began making sweet love to Little Debbie…         Tuesday was my second day at the new job. It’s not my first choice for employment, but it’s a job and I’m happy to have it.  I have to work late two nights a week, but I have weekends off, so it does […]