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Coming Home Late

Coming Home Late

It’s late-ish. A candle burns and I’m flaked on the lounge. Simon and Garfunkel sing, ‘wishing to be homeward bound’. Fortunately, I am at home and my love isn’t waiting silently, she’s singing along. I wonder what it would be like...
The Chief

The Chief

You’re all grown up now—and guess what? The planets have lined up, it’s a blue moon and pigs are flying: you’re out of uniform, inside school property and on your way to the principal’s office! Even those walking the other way seem to know—and...

Dad Music

I’m six and half years old, a nuggety kid who can ride a bike faster than my brothers, except for my older brother, who sometimes beats me—actually he almost always beats me. But that’s okay cause my dad rides a horse in the sunshine. It’s a great...