Dates

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. See the full series here. DATES I was sitting in a booth in a diner in the Mission, typing on my laptop. In the booth behind me there was a man and a woman. I could … Continue reading

Father’s Day

A Story for Father’s Day: NAME THAT BAND “How can you not know that?” Ajax said. He was 12 and belligerent when offended. “John Mayer?” I asked. “Come on!” “Ben Harper?” “Now I am really getting pissed off.” “Justin Bieber?” … Continue reading

Ordinary Life

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. Ordinary Life originally appeared in The Citron Review. ORDINARY LIFE The two men were standing by the big mirror in the locker room. The older one was on the way to a workout; the … Continue reading

In Bogota

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. IN BOGOTA Joan Didion once published an essay called “In Bogota” and years later, in a hotel in Italy, I came upon it and discovered that she had written about Bogota when I was … Continue reading

L_st M_n S_ndin_

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. LAST MAN STANDING They were in the seat in front of me on the BART. I could only see the back of their heads but their voices were distinct. The guy said, “Oh my God … Continue reading

Friday Commute

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. FRIDAY COMMUTE I am driving into work on a Friday morning.  I am on the inside section of the Parkway coming into town.  The Parkway is two lanes wide and I am in the … Continue reading

Sleep Apnea

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. Sleep Apnea originally appeared in Foliate Oak Literary Magazine SLEEP APNEA “What do you want me to do with the mustache?” She said. “Can you trim it up?” I asked. “How long have you … Continue reading

Beach Fire

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. See the collection here. BEACH FIRE They were gathered around the fire on the beach after the sunset had come and gone.  They were in beach chairs and pressed up against the fire for … Continue reading

Fire and Ice

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. “I don’t get Fire and Ice,” he said. We were riding in my car on the way to school.  My son, Ajax, was starting sixth grade and did not have a lot of time to … Continue reading

At the DMV

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday. See the full collection.  The large man across the counter took my form without looking at me. He was sitting in a small chair with rollers and he had it scooched to the side for … Continue reading

In Bed

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday.  Sweetie. Sweetie. Turn over. You are snoring. Huh? You are snoring again. Turn over. You woke me up. You were snoring. Just turn over and go back to sleep. Why’d you have to wake me … Continue reading

Captain Jimmy’s Wake

Imagined conversations, daily. Stories on Sunday.   The longest trip a son can take is the one he makes to bring his father’s body home. The call came at 4 in the morning the day before St Patrick’s Day. I knew what … Continue reading