An endless drought. The resevoir continues to dry out. Wheat and barley fields, once so full of promise, have whilted for want of water. Like everything else. We watch the medicine woman stirring her pot over a fire. She adds dash of some foul-smelling herb, chants a litany […]
I had a lead on today’s assignment grading, until Frank brought me his replacement phone. “It’s not activating,” he said. The cascade soon followed. Verizon’s website offered no workable options. Customer service proved an overlong wait–interrupted when my doctor’s office finally returned my call. A virtual trouble-shooter ran […]
How did we go wrong? She and I had a perfect love. Oh, how we played God with the first Homo Sapiens. Ah, their luscious suffering and inevitable end! She laughed at their wheezing, fevers, and cold sweats. I sighed as I drew away their last breath. Millenia […]
All around us, the lists: Wash your hands Keep your hands away from your face Cough in your elbow or inside your shirt Wash you hands In such pandemic times, even simple tasks like shopping take on Herculean proportions. Mira managed to grab the last four-pack of toilet […]
A fresh bank of cumulus clouds floats across the sky. The bare maple branches atop the trees in the front yard gently sway in the light breeze. The near-midafternoon sun casts their pale shadows across neighbors’ houses like so much shadow theater. Except for the cold, it’s a […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 