Tag Archives: Louisiana

Pecanland Mall: Monroe, Louisiana

God’s Infidels we drive to Pecanland on Sunday morning everyone else is in church it’s the new blockbuster Star Trek into Darkness purchase tickets wait inside a 450-seat food court eerie as a Klingon vessel. Only one other group sit … Continue reading

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The Half & Half

Earl’s Half & Half was located at the border between Louisiana and Arkansas. The liquor half was in the state of Louisiana, and the grocery half, in Arkansas. Customers joked that you could go from one state to another in … Continue reading

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Creation of the Golem

He floats in my dreams like debris from a Shreveport wreck, and in a last ditch effort to ban his jetsam from washing up on my shore and decomposing on freshly clean sheets, I create a profile, list six things … Continue reading

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A Congress of Poets

Walk down the hill from the Historic Mayfair Hotel, the room is clean and the water hot, costs less than other places, forget about getting breakfast at the Convention Center, at least I can buy enough coffee to open up … Continue reading

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Wandering in the Desert

I want to wake up each morning without remembering your voice, how we used to wrap around together in one invisible seam, a velcro from head to toe. I want to wake up each morning knowing I’ll be okay get … Continue reading

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Mortal

The way forward is with a broken heart. –Alice Walker (With thanks to Elizabeth Bishop, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Frank Sinatra and W.S. Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan) I was the myth you stole from the twenty-second floor of my apartment building overlooking … Continue reading

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Shoot Me, I’m Online Dating (10)

I’m not proud about online dating. Why would I want to brag about trying to find loving companionship after searching through profiles and photographs and exchanging emails for much too long? The truth is that eight years ago I thought the kiss … Continue reading

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Darkness Simmers Beneath My Surface

I scrubbed each kitchen tile with vinegar, doused stainless steel appliances with cleaner to remove all streaks, lemon-oiled the two halves of the dining room table and pushed them back together, dusted shelves until the micro-fiber cloth changed colors, gathered up garbage from all four … Continue reading

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From Pulp Into Paper

This is from my novel-in-progress, Pulp Into Paper. Brenda Shawn trained her flashlight on the ground and landed in the water on something soft and squishy. She shook her boot loose from gunk. Moving along like a small tractor, she … Continue reading

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Shuddering

Before the city had cut down pecan trees for the mall, before your brother was diagnosed with cancer, before the crazy woman moved into the fishing cabin, brown earth stretched diagonally toward the bayou topped with stubbles of dried grass … Continue reading

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