Raymond the Great

Before I settle onto my barstool I already know about my neighbor’s diabetes. He’s detailing the limits of his diet to the drinker to his right. Then he reproduces a bit of hockey game play-by-play. When the bartender asks, the man not only tells the date of the game, but the starting time, and selectContinue reading “Raymond the Great”

Dear A,

You say you hope I find what I’m looking for, on your way out the door. You tell me you can’t be what I want you to be. That I’m in love with love. I don’t understand half the things you say. They seem like ideas you throw against the wall to explain to yourselfContinue reading “Dear A,”