There’s the man who wooed and married you

He neglected to mention that he already had a wife

There’s the former spouse

You called him when you had a flat in the rain

He told you to call triple A

The man who couldn’t… Read full post »

You stand in the path as the snow begins to fall

Fearless and alone

The most beautiful woman I have ever known

Skin the color of walnut

Breasts filled with pain

You look at me

And I see into your soul

 … Read full post »

She looked hot. And I was bothered. She leaned against the wall of my cube like it was a lamp post. Oh, happy lamp post. She wore standard business attire, a suit with a skirt and a white blouse. It was what was under that suit. It was kryptonite. Strong enough… Read full post »

Stage is bare except for two wooden library chairs. One is center stage left and one is center stage. They nearly face each other but are angled toward the audience.

Lights come up.

Her is seated casually in the chair stage left dressed fashionably in black.… Read full post »

The Death of Lady Macbeth

Enter Lady Macbeth with knife.

Location: Macbeth’s castle, the kitchen.

                L. Macb.  This chamber that reeks of unadorned death

Will never reek of mine.&nb… Read full post »

Why is it that Americans are so uncomfortable with strong, competent women leaders? We loath the Clintons, Pelosis, and Boxers, all competent and serious politicians. We adore the Bachmanns and Palins, validation that women are pretty, stupid, crazy, catty, and a little bit bitchy.

 If you are… Read full post »

I am new here and it is probably too soon to be writing this, but I want to say thanks. I wouldn’t say the Open Salon crowd saved my sanity. My sanity is long past it’s consume by date. But this crew has made my days a lot less desperate. The… Read full post »

Scanner, I did a little editing. I cleaned up some typos and removed a couple of choice words. I hope you don't mind.

Fishgold: If you don't mind I might post some of this conversation.

Scanner:  What are you going to post? Fuck it, I don't care.… Read full post »

In the ballroom the band got funky while the women sipped wine or beer, or not, and drifted in pairs, or singly, out onto the floor and began to move to the beat. Into the center of the floor Stuart spun like a wheel off its axel. Dance was like a… Read full post »

 I have a gig playing bump and grind for a cabaret show. I am oddly good at this. I have the ability respond to a performers mood and movements in real time. Her rhythm is my rhythm, her bump is my bump and her grind is mine as well. I know… Read full post »

“He can see”

“No way”

“Oh, definitely. Watch him. Watch what he does. He can see.”

“That’s crazy. How could he possibly see?”

“I don’t know. You’re asking the wrong person. But I know it’s true.”

“But can h… Read full post »

The high hat:

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The finger pop:

T ch tp t ch tp t ch tp t ch tp t ch tp t ch tp t ch… Read full post »

“So what’s its name,” she asked, peering intently while trying to look nonchalant.

“Honestly, I don’t think it has one,” he replied in a somewhat embarrassed tone.

She was clearly stunned. “No name. I don’t believe it. How could you not give it a nam… Read full post »

Gordon was sitting across the table from some kid, maybe 18 or 19 years old. They were sitting in a donut shop that hadn’t seen anything new but donuts since the Nixon administration. The kid was looking at him with a very serious expression.

“Do you know where you’ve been… Read full post »

That's all. Just had to get that out there.

Don't listen to him. He's always trying to talk to me about Welsh Football. It's because he wants to convince me that he's british. He saw an old movie once in which the hero blew the cover off the foreign spy by asking him who won the world series. Any real… Read full post »

I won’t tell you this. You wouldn’t take it well and there is no point. I have known some cases, but you are the hardest woman I have ever known. You could scratch a diamond and think it was wet clay. Somehow, you are as innocent as you are hard. It… Read full post »

On a quiet street in a small California town there was a row of 8 identical bungalows connected like row houses. The entrance to each bungalow was identified by a small front porch sporting two elephantine columns which in turn supported a Tudor style gable. Above was a continuous roof with… Read full post »

Some of you are shocked, shocked to find layoffs going on around here. I’m going to play the crotchety old man and say that if you had been paying half as much attention to the news as I have, and that’s not much, you would have noticed that, with the exception… Read full post »

Okay, so I had no idea she was a fish. When we first met she was wearing a beautiful linen skirt, black with a white floral design, and a shimmering blouse in a sort of brown color that looked gorgeous against her skin. So her complexion looked a little green in… Read full post »

I can remember standing on the fore deck of my father’s cod boat in a storm. The winds were over 70 knots sustained with gusts on top of that. I had my arm wrapped around some rigging and I was performing some task that had to be done. I don’t remember… Read full post »

When the leaves start to turn I feel the orange flames consuming me. On a cold and sunny afternoon leaning against a wooden rail on a hiking path beneath the canopy, staring off into fire, the almost hidden sun is like a muted blast of frigidity. She feels the colors more… Read full post »