How I Became… A Springsteen Fan

It was the summer of 1998 and I was back home from college. One of my good friends, Phil, was back as well from the Army. This already starts off sounding like a Springsteen song. We had a Marine friend, Ian, who lived up in Sacramento about two hours north of us. Ian said he... Continue Reading →

The Star

This star burns _____so far and invisible __________to our eyes.   Her colors masked _____by distance, wavered __________in the journey.   Through the lens, _____the mascara’s imprint; __________a Polaroid dried of rainwater.

Summer

Light over darkness, long days, shorter nights, finding myself, my youth in dry daylight, blindly walking but I’m very certain, straying from spring hills to summer mountains.   Yosemite’s valley sheltering me; warm rains and serenity in the trees. Searching for fountain of youth, purity; instead, finding a waterfall’s beauty.   Nightly campfires under constellations,... Continue Reading →

The Time Machine

The Powerball is thirteen and I watch the guys in the bar clutch their tickets. They’re anxious for Laurie to scan their numbers but I don’t care. I sip the rest of my gin. It’s down to the dregs. Just melted ice and lime with a whiff of its piney scent. “Hold your horses!” Laurie... Continue Reading →

I’m Back

After almost a two-year hiatus I'm ready to get this thing rolling again. I'll be providing literary content along with some musings and links to things I find amusing. That is probably not the best sentence I've ever written, but it rhymes so I'm going to ride with it. Lots of changes over the last... Continue Reading →

New Submissions

Hi All, I need people who write fiction, poetry, etc. Small project in the works. Trying to put about 150 pages out at 2000 copies. If you're interested, just let me know. -Saechao

Fortune Cookies, Too

The son becomes the father _____when the father passes Your obligation becomes your life We replace the old __hardwood living room _____with thick gray carpet It's not an accident if you allow it Katie's waist thins over time stretches mark the months _____Billy depended on her Make sure to caress them __when you bathe Mother... Continue Reading →

Mount Corcoran

Mount Corcoran         -Albert Bierstadt, 1877  The black bear waits ____________to kiss the water's edge Under fallen trees ____________the trout nap together and the waterfall ____________hums almost unnoticed.  Just a "mountain lake" ______before the water dried: From a hidden source ______the artificial light shines on the sides of white-capped triangles.  Under the clouds, poor Al renamed... Continue Reading →

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