Koi meets girl

“So, what’s the skinny?” he’d drawl, his hat dipped low over his eyes. Dating Burt was like living in a hardboiled film noir. A Sam Spade wannabe, Burt threw around words like “copper” and "goon." He wore a sweat-stained fedora and crumpled khaki trench coat, drank cheap bourbon and smoked unfiltered Camel cigarettes. By “smoked,” … Continue reading Koi meets girl

Intersection

The light turned from red to green and I slowly accelerated into the intersection, a glint of sunlight off a windshield my only warning Then the screech of tires, a smell of hot tar and diesel fuel, and the desperate screams of car horns assaulted me - or were the screams mine. In a split … Continue reading Intersection