Stories

When I was very young I didn’t question what I didn’t know.

I remember the first time I knew I was different, unique even. Maybe I had clues before hand, but nobody ever sat me down to spell it all out. Until, Charlie. He moved into the house next door. It was empty for most of my life back then, but it had the best shade from the heat of the sun. That’s how we met.

In the newspaper, Wayne reads of a murder in the Gay community. He meets William; his straight married twin weekly to play pool. William presses him to get a man and settled down. When they part, Wayne goes to his favorite Gay bar where he learns of another such murder. Upset, Wayne goes home alone.

Death is manifested by human actions, beyond the limits of right and wrong. All choices lead to death, but how you arrive is where the story will take you.

A short story in five pieces about love, loss and redemption.

We’ll return to „Syllables & Sounds”, that small book- and record store in the Main Street of a small rural town on the lake’s shore in North Vermont. Does history repeat itself, does it only seem to re-appear in small variations or are revolutions to be expected?

It is part 2 of my trilogy "The Kingdom Boys"

Short Poem for the New Year

It also announces to everyone, I am back to writing again!

Brion, a high school athlete, suffers an accident that changes his life. Surmounting the resulting difficulties is not easy.

Ten years later, nearing his college graduation, he attends a presentation that once again changes the course of his life.

Your thoughts are always your own. That's what makes letting go so hard.

The last time we moved it was for the better, this time it's to ruin my damn social life. If I'm moving to some dead end village I'm damn well going to make it interesting.

Ryan wakes up in a strange place. Then Benji walks in and Ryan realizes they slept together. What will he tell his girlfriend?