The Red-Lettered Gospel of a Homeless Poet

Poet

Seattle’s evening rush hour traffic had finally eased off. An all-day rain had soaked the city silver. A man wearing a bear pelt cape called out as I exited Seattle’s Grand Hyatt Hotel. “Hey Miss!” Unsure who he was speaking to, I turned and faced him. Ratty dark hair hung in shoulder-length dreads.  He wore [Read More...]

Coffee made Perfect

They sat with their backs to me, side-by-side, next to the window. He wore a blue-and-red plaid shirt crossed over the shoulders with blue suspenders. Tracings of white etched the place where stylish sideburns surely once drew more than her eyes alone. Leaning in, he dwarfed her, the way a Sequoia might a Japanese Maple.  He’s [Read More...]

A Starbuck's moment: Rejoicing with Don & Amy

It wasn’t quite 6:30 a.m.  Early morning after a restless night, up late reading and awakened two hours later by dreams of Jimmy Carter. Yea.  I know. Fat rain would have ruined even fake Texas hair. Good thing I hadn’t bothered. Living in Oregon has given me a freedom most southern women never enjoy. Pull [Read More...]


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