Monday Musings - Ouroboros
I dropped 30¢ and a letter on a sandwich he left at the bar, took a bite because it needed taking under the hot sun lamps –– smut on my...
Monday Musings - Don’t Bother to Knock
Hard rain pummels panes of glass while wet rings take residence where our drinks once bled out onto the hardwood bar while we waited for...
Monday Musings - At Closing Time
I watch the little red-headed Filipina collect the candles from the café tabletops and blow them out one by one. All except mine. Without...
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