The Fifes Go On Holiday

“Kids, your mother and I have something we need to tell you.” Peter paused. He relished the tension reflected in the eyes of his three children and forced himself not to grin as he took a deliberate sip of tea. Susan, his wife, sighed and squeezed his shoulder. “Come on Peter, you’re being cruel.” “Yeah… Continue reading The Fifes Go On Holiday


There is nothing in my mind that is worth repeating nothing worth keeping sky green and ground in between. Driving a circular highway lined by things unseen Keeping me safe Keeping me sound sky green and ground in between. Spending money because that’s what I’m told to do Pretending I'm trying because that’s what I’m… Continue reading Interstate-95