Kell Robertson

A friend introduced me to Kell Robertson’s poetry when I was a kid. I was thunderstruck. Sure, I had heard of Kell, even before I read his work. People used words like cowboy, underground, or outlaw to describe him. But that’s not the first impression I had of Kell’s poetry. I was amazed at how [...]

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It’s For The Children

Family Reunion Julie Buffaloe-Yoder There’s a first grade boy in a Superman t-shirt. Freckles, brown cowlick, two front teeth missing. Broken arm, black eyes. . There’s a father, thirty five, blue suit and tie, new shoes, pretty shaved face, saying all the right things in Anger Management class. . There’s a mother too scared to [...]

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Summa Cum Laude

A buddy told me I need to lighten up on the poetry theme for this week.  So I dug through my Stack O’ Crazy and found this ditty from last year.  It’s sort of light gray with a pinkish hue. . Back To School Shopping . When the semester’s over, private college kids throw away [...]

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Watch Out For Falling Rocks

When someone I love more than life itself was seriously ill, he said two things I’ll never forget.  He said he hated it when people treated him like a prophet or a sage, just because he was sick.  He also said he could handle the days when he woke up in great pain, because the pain let him know that he [...]

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TWISTED SISTERS

For lack of a better term, I’m calling this one a short story. It’s really more of a sketch. Maybe a rant. I met this woman and her little girl this week, and I wonder what will happen to the girl in a few years. I’ve never seen a more miserable eight-year-old in my life. [...]

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He Ain’t No Senator’s Son

They Bill Him Out . They named him Bird Dog in Vietnam; he flew home with silver rods in his arms and a purple heart he won’t talk about to save his life. . He started drinking with a good stout blonde. Dreamed of owning a hog. Grew porkchop sideburns, a garden full of greens [...]

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Vanilla Yogurt & Water

People keep telling me how much I’m going to love the movie, Nights in Rodanthe. How can anyone who’s been around me for more than five minutes think I would love a gush flick starring Richard Gere as a screwed up rich dude? “Go watch the trailer,” they say. “You’ll really be able to relate [...]

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