Tag: Paul Jones

The EndTwo lovers in a bar. Only enough gin for one martini.They agree to share the olivewhile they’re together and alive.Their lips touch and then

The Jumper I first saw him as a meteor. His foot flare blazing as he fell from the helicopter. They became odd ornaments in an

All new writing is about grief. Who hasn’t, at least once, lost their way, Or lost friends, or keys? To be brief: All new writing

Same Jay Seen Twice I have not forgotten the way a bright blue jay can change a day. A month ago, he shuck down snow.

Saint of the Trees   What is the proper sacrifice To please our Lord, the Saint of Trees? I asked the ferns for their advice:

Eastbourne in May   We entered Eastbourne, a night-life free zone, where the benches were splintered and the beaches were stone.   Residents with walkers