memory

The Party

Feeling a little bit maudlin when I wrote this new piece of flash non-fiction, but just tried to roll with the feeling, honor it, and hopefully, make it something more. Enjoy. Doug THE PARTY On Sunday afternoons, if I’m out running errands, I like to stop at my favorite record store and see if anythingContinueContinue reading “The Party”

Here’s a brand new one, folks, for your immediate pleasure. Enjoy. Memory is like a dream and dreams are like memories chasing you through your days changing shape filling holes until you wake up a different person than the day before which is as it should be or you would become thirty thousand versions ofContinueContinue reading “Memory”