Pigs Can’t Fly – Final Chapter

"Did Detective Steelie Balls Find Her Murderer?"

I shut the door to my office and walked over to plop down in my chair. Unlocking my desk drawer, I pulled out a cigarette from my emergency stash. Fuck it! This case had done me in and I needed...

We were seated just moments ago in a corner booth in the darkened restaurant. The waiter has arrived with wine, showed me the label, and poured a taste. As I sniff the wine, which exudes a rich aroma, her foot...

Good girl. Those two words, each so short and simple, affect me like no other when strung together and aimed at me. They flood me with light. My blue eyes sparkle and widen with excitement, raising my eyebrows to new heights....

Start with a good baseas the sprinkles feel alonewithout the ice creamto hold themWith the sprinklesgrab a handful of respect,add trust, honesty, and loyaltymix it up goodMy interest is piquedA dash of humilityand we are off and runningit complimentsthe bold...

I Needed a Few Wrinkles in My Life

"I found what I had been missing in an unlikely place"

An “Old Soul” – that’s what my English teacher called me. My peers spelled it “S T R A N G E.” Whatever anyone wanted to call my inability to fit in, I called it “painful.” I didn’t enjoy the parties...