Thoughts floating through my mind as I try to work.

This was a fun and whacked out day. I’ll never forget the events of this day for the rest of my life! wrote this back in 2006.

The wine and the way it broke us all down that all the avenues of escape
were lost and then the openings were apparent and the who means what to whom and how much and why and for how long were all delineated and counted out.

Poetry on what, rather who could be tastier, lovelier and more addictive than alcohol.

A Nobel Prize winner has too much to drink at the presentation ceremony in this short story.

A bit of feeling and emotion in a bowl.

This is a poem about my sick father.

A haiku part of my series, California Haiku. A series of haiku poems all about life and death in California.

I’m not taking it anymore!

Jim Beam and Jack Daniels have a little adventure.