SHF_RE_TheRunawayBoys/TheLittleMen - 2004 // 01_initial Marilyn tells this story. It’s about the time she and some of her family were driving home the beautiful back way, through the old german hill country. As they were passing the old tiny town named for an indian woman, they saw

SS106 - Yabadabadoo Time / 01_origEmail No one was watching the moon shoot out of the hilltop. No one was listening to the frogs, crickets, whipporwills, owls and one hundred kinds of bugs except themselves. We were all in the lit-up house. At this time, several of us had just

SHF_FA_UpstateGhosts // 01_initial HAVE NOT YET CORRECTED OR REVISED THIS as of April 26, 2021 This event took place in upstate New York one drizzly weekend when I was staying in the Hudson Valley alone. I had bought a couple of old books at a used-book store

SHF_RE_Y2K_JackRay_TheWellDigger - 2016 // 01_initial One morning when I was on our perch of yard, imagining and posing and contemplating like that, something took me by surprise: a big, deep laugh of an explosion. I felt it go through my body, then heard different parts of the

Is included in: NotesA_WhileTeen Summer was half over, and though we had all worked hard to make the development look nice, we hadn’t sold a single lot. We were convinced that we had—in Dad’s words—the prettiest, most sensible land development in our part of Missouri.

SHF_RE_Y2K_ackRay_PureDirt The white mud that came up own of the well hole as the big rig hammered deeper and deeper, forming a white mountain-cap on the pile where Dutch regularly extruded fresh tubes of inner Earth from his cable-hung, sharp-ended pipe. The virginal

SHF_RE_LastKiss - 1994 // 01_initial The birds he had seen no longer had the mosquito craziness; they were sitting on the wires now, looking like clothespins on a backyard clothesline. The sky was a brilliant and fierce orange. The tractor blew a thin smoke into the cooling air, sometimes

SHF_SF12_KillingAliens // xxx The Showdown Gary was reading a novel in his bed. Which is to say, he was hynotized. He had not moved for a very long time except to turn pages. There was an uncomfortable pressure against his ribcage. Some part of him thought, "I could

Rormerly “Braggart” I have never been very dextrous, which I bring up because just today I had to fix the furnace for my landlord — a nice old man who wouldn’t harm anybody, but he is miserably dumb, unbelievably dumb — and crawling behind the furnace in his cold basement with