Yo: A Short Story

The fight started easy enough. Seven in the morning at the White Hill Café kicked off like always with the overnight shift getting off at the state prison and about a dozen of them heading straight to their bar stools. Mitch the bartender had the first Rocky movie on when the twins got there. “I […]

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California Dreaming

On a vintner’s day, the grape escape awaits. No brown leaves or gray sky for me. I’m looking forward to green hills, bright sunshine and thin red wine. No yellow chardonnay for me, either. Chard plays a central role in “Blood Red Syrah,” a hook, if you will, that targets those unlucky souls unfortunate enough […]

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