Saturday, December 16, 2017


I didn’t take anything. I’m waiting for a friend of mine.

Yeah, I have a wrench under my coat.

No, I don’t have a receipt for it. It just looks like one of yours.

So you’re stuck with me. How long does this usually take?

Look, I just blew it. Just kick me out. It’s cool. 

I’m sick of waiting; where’s the “man” when you want him?

Changing of the guard, eh? 

They’ve had me in here for over an hour.

I’m so sorry. Can’t I just pay for it and never come into the store again? 

Sorry about the tears, man. My kid is so hungry and what if I lose my place? 
We’d be on the street!

But you can do something, can’t you? I won’t ever come in here again, I swear!

Thank you so much, man! I won’t ever do anything this stupid again. Really!


coming in UMM Binnacle Ultrashorts 2017 

(This Flash is expanded into a 10-minute, one act play: let me know by comments if you would like to see it up.)


I fumble with the collar, hands shaking.
The eagerness of the dog is my friend.
Down familiar streets,
I try to walk with my relationship around my ankles.
The dog shows me around.

Today the maple leaves have curled into crowns,
A hummer preens on the highest twig,
Puddles collect a flow of glimpses from the garden.
Tomorrow joins yesterday in retreat, Now wins the day.
And just in time.

My face tightened with pain, my heart shrunk, my ears burned
From the harshness of minutes before
In the past, where I am from.

I would despair
Were I not here

pubbed in UMM Binnacle Ultrashorts 2016