If you walked a mile in Hangman’s shoes you’d end up a mile back of where you started because brother Hang’s shoes never took one step forward without taking  two back. He rode a Trailways  from…

we were just sugar, spinning around for the hell of it, trying out for a little piece of giddiness and fun, something to make the…

I see the guitar that my cousin played in prison, is floating with the tv in the swimming pool. A topless girl is sleeping sunny side down on the picnic table, her hands tucked prayerfully under…

“Okay  Bruce,  I’d like to try a little free association.”

“What’s that, Doc?”

“Well, I’ll say a word and I want you to say the first thing that comes into your mind.”

“Ok,…

Let's say for a moment that we met on a train crossing Saskatchewan and you brushed past me in one of those narrow passageways with windows that looked out on rushing…

Harry B. Sanderford

Tuesday morning Kingpin Roulade looked in his bathroom mirror and decided it was time for a new look. An…

A Canadian friend sent me an exquisite short story he’d written the other day, and a tide of envy roiled up in me like Floydian acid reflux, like hungry dogs gnawing at…

I turn a certain corner, and I know what will happen.

A woman with…