Monthly Archives: June 2025

K and I ran into each other on a Friday outside the Music Box five weeks ago. We’d both gone to the matinee of Cronenberg’s The Shrouds. I’d clocked her before the movie, sitting a couple rows back from the front row, my customary spot. I didn’t say hello because I thought we weren’t talking.Continue reading “The Devil’s Crowbar”

I’m taking the bus to the bar. There’s a street festival on so they need a third bartender. I’m sort of dreading it. The money will be good but what I have to do to get it will not. Watching young people do mating dances can be fun but as the decades of watching themContinue reading “Night of the Living”