We Have a Problem

He fell asleep last night watching Trump on C-Span. “What dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil…” The phone rings. Its intrusion fractures the morning’s silence. He looks at his watch, 7:06. Who calls at this hour? He checks the caller ID for a clue. No luck. ‘Unknown Number’ it reads. …

Romancing the Dream

In the beginning Somebody had a dream. It existed in an ethereal world without form and void, waiting for hands to convert it into reality. Advents still occur. ********** It’s January 1, 2017, the morning after. Nursing a strong cup of coffee, my dog, Mac, and I are trying to synthesize last year’s events into …