Golf

The other day I was roaming around the TV dial. For young people who may find that phrase unfamiliar, there was a time before now when everything wasn’t streamed on demand and consumed on social media; where people looked through a digital TV guide or changed channels incessantly to select something to watch from a list of live offerings. Continue reading Golf

Gene

Home by 6:30 on the dot. Cat fed and dinner on the stove by 7. A quiet meal, alone at the dining table, staring at a beige wall by 7:30. Dessert, on the days when he’s feeling a little naughty or just doesn’t care, by 7:45. Continue reading Gene

Algo

“Pick me up.” He looked at the locked front door, then the room itself, wondering if he was hearing things. “Look at me.” He put down the book he was reading and tip-toed around the room, trying to locate the sound. When he got to the opposite end of the room he looked back at … Continue reading Algo

The Grifter

He sat in his well-appointed dressing room and stared through himself in the mirror, not seeing his imperfect facial features and flabby body under his clothes, but instead the idealized version of himself concocted out of thin air, made into mythology, and sold to the masses as a genuine article of American entrepeneurship and social … Continue reading The Grifter