Ratchet’s Dream Diary — February 27, 2007 Upon arriving at my parents’ home for Christmas, I walk into the sun porch to find my mother decorating for the holidays. She is hanging a green garland around the windows; she looks back over her shoulder to say hello. There is a bench to my left, where […]

He and I, warmed by the Mississippi sun, each with a magnolia stuck in our hair…spending our time catching, cooking, and eating catfish. And at the end of the day, we’ll look into each other’s eyes and for the first time not look for comfort in return, reflecting on and finally coming to terms with […]

The tale once began like this: I am alone in the middle of the Savage Land…a hidden pocket of untamed life…with only semi-mystical leather pants long ago lost —now found — and a large bowie knife for protection and sport. This is not a hunting expedition. I will not attack, but I will taunt any […]

So, you do understand what’s wrong with you — well this time anyway — don’t you? Yes, it seems that all the calcium that you take in, and mind you it’s a small amount — but over time… — is distributed directly and exclusively to your head, the cranium, you understand. This has many consequences, […]