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Cowards Sing at Night

The sunlight streamed through the large plate glass window, the pink petals of the rose painted under the black letters that read florist had worn with time, debris and wind.  Dust seemed to hang in the air as the couple tentatively set foot into the shop.  “Hello?”  The coolers were filled with everything from stately [...]

Uncivil Disobedience

It was a fine day for motoring, I had my boy (he is a fine lad, the son of a local farmer, who will know not the finer things in life, but whose oafish manner will afford him a lifetime of horse like labor… perfect for the lower classes, old sport) bring the car around [...]

Drinking Is For Lovers

The ice dances around the glass as I twirl it in my hand.  A highball is a cocktail that contains more mixer than liquor.  A gin and tonic is a highball cocktail that contains more tonic water and ice than gin.  The cocktail, the gin and tonic, was invented by the East India company to [...]

Don’t Stop Believin’

It started as an endless flow of energy and the boundless enthusiasm, really almost more of a lust for life, that pumped through my veins.  Head disconnected, feeling slightly liberated from the day to day, look at that line, hop up that curb and aim for that banked wall.  Can I slow down?  Can’t slow [...]

Down, Honey

When I got the call from Cyrus, I was astonished.  I was standing there, in my apartment off of 15th, just misting my bare chest in baby oil when the phone ringed.
“What it is my man?”
“You’re a Riff now, brother”.
It was amazing, the sweetest sweetness I’d yet to behold, honey and let me tell you… [...]

High on Stress

In the hot heat of near summer and with the smells of ammonia and waste wafting off of the water treatment plant, I was pushing towards a goal: a goal that moves ever forward, but it was to ride nineteen miles in under an hour.  The terrain was flat, but the struggle to maintain 22.5 [...]

Is It Safe?

Rolling and sprinting along the Cherry Creek path to the reservoir, on a sunny, but windy morning I was visually acosted by hordes of ill fitting cycles, spandex worn with underwear, and Pink Floyd Primal Wear jerseys stretched past their tolerance.  I don’t mention this to ridicule those who are out of shape or clueless… [...]

This Is The Last of My Letters

My head is thumping, my brain and body’s aching, I’m wondering when I’ll be fine.
Too many late nights, lost time, and red lights, blurring together in my mind.
(I must warn you that this is an incredibly sappy post: there will be crying, gently rocking oneself to sleep, bed wetting, anal leakage, and Burt Reynolds [...]

Do You Right

I was wasting time, fully distracted by an evite to my brother-in-laws graduation party, that included a link to “calculate” the amount of alcohol you should purchase for your party.  Enter duration, type of alcohol (beer, wine, or liquor or some combination of the three), the level of drinkers you anticipate (heavy, I’d say) and [...]

Angel of the Morning

I can hardly sleep.
The sounds of birds chirping outside my window and the bright, white light shining through the blinds, making a series of white lines on the light blue walls of my bedroom. I toss the thin Mickey Mouse “Sports” blanket up as my alarm sounds out and B96 blasts “Poison” by Bel [...]