Fellow Traveller

Randy was getting used to seeing her on the bus every morning. She’d get on at Belleaire Turnpike and get off at Westchester Blvd., which was the stop right before his. Sometimes he would see her on the return trip…

Randy was getting used to seeing her on the bus every morning. She’d get on at Belleaire Turnpike and get off at Westchester Blvd., which was the stop right before his. Sometimes he would see her on the return trip…

Her reception was entirely predictable. Stacy and Anna were the queens of the office, usually at odds, but at times like this, fearsome allies. Megan, the new stenographer had three things that were sure to stoke their fury: Stephan had…

We pass them everyday. Here in our cities, even in our small towns. Here in the richest, most powerful nation on earth, no; in the history of earth. My parents generation used the phrase “Down on his luck.” It was…

I run because because I’m frightened. I run because I’m being chased. Always adjusting. Always coping. Always running. Packing experiences into every open space. I wish someone could hug me. I can’t let go of impossible. You’ll leave me. I’ll…

Ernie scanned the room for what seemed like the millionth time. He was struggling to remember…anything. Lucidity came and went and he was looking for clues to fill in the ever growing gaps in his memory. But he didn’t see…

Crap. It had to be mathematics. She leaned over to Rosie and said “damnit, I can’t do this.” Rosie reached over and patted her arm “you can do this, I mean you did fine on the Trig test.” She looked…

You’ve not eaten all day and you’re at the point where the hunger hurts, but there is no desperation…yet. After all, you’ve some options to find a meal, though admittedly they are narrowing as the evening comes on. The damned…