It’s a lightning rod issue today. I know because I just left what seems to be a never-ending debate on a Facebook page about race and racial bias. I am neither a Republican nor a Democrat and I tend to be skeptical of both conservatives and progressives. I tend to criticize both, but I also… Continue reading Bias

Rebecca ordered the Uber for both of them. She and her long-time bestie Cheryl had already started drinking, but the night was young. They were heading to the Oceanfront where a plethora of clubs would welcome them. When I pulled into the driveway, Cheryl jumped in back and told me that Rebecca might be a while–she was embroiled… Continue reading Living in Sin

This morning I picked up Sherry at an auto repair shop that looked more like a junk yard. She was carrying one of those long, handled trash-grabbers. She had a neck tattoo and the sides of her head were shaved. She wore owlish round glasses. We had a good twenty-minute ride. I knew right away… Continue reading Wounded Too Soon