Slaughterhouse

On a hill in the distance a building stands, a tribute to strength, power and brutal force. The setting sun gleams off of its bright gilded walls, making it into a tiny thing of beauty like a trinket to be worn. Suddenly, it swells. Its walls quiver and become bloated, choking the one around whose…

Silent Watcher

I search the heavens for a twinkling star and find one, only it is not a star; It is an Air Force jet screaming through the night, shattering Nature’s peaceful slumber. I search the forest for sparkling eyes and find some, only they are not eyes; They are the headlights of a rumbling tank, breaking…

Pushbutton Society

It seems like we have become the push-button, push-button civilization, computers everywhere to fulfill our every wish and command. Want food? Use finger Want drink? Go push a button. Life is at our fin- gertips, but so is demise. Just push the button. WANT TO BLOW THE WORLD SKYHIGH? Just push the button … .

Innocence Lost

The killing of innocent people does not justify the killing of innocent people. (April 15, 1986)

Holy War

The philosophy of Holy War is full of holes. April 15, 1986

Found: Box of Trilogy

Imagine my joy at finding this somewhat nondescript box on my doorstep this evening. Why such happiness you ask? Well, let’s open it and see. Hmm. Looks like a stack of manuscripts from Staples Copy and Print nicely shrink-wrapped, which, after I pull the plastic, reveals . . . My trilogy, A Triad of Song!…

The Cold War Kid Series

I know I am dating myself but I grew up during the Cold War, that notorious era when the threat of immediate and total annihilation of the human species hung over our collective heads like a mushroom cloud. Such a threatened existence had a profound effect on me. While in high school I began to…

A Short Short Story

Once upon a time, a small-framed man climbed the highest tree and bragged that he was taller than everything. The sun above beat down upon him until he began to sweat and his perch grew slick. He slipped and fell. Now he is even shorter. The moral? A higher perch does not always provide greater…