Stories, poetry, narratives of true experience, and guests who have moved me.
Lee Dunn
Sixty something working stiff (retired). Avid reader, dreamer, and searcher. Have been published in the Shelburne Free Press.
A lost weekend (repost)
Memories of a night in I.C.U. some years ago. awoke suddenly two hours into sleep disoriented, heart racing wouldn’t slow Wife puts the cuff on pulse of one seventy five steady Let’s go…let’s go off to emergency they took us first there was a guy with a bloody hand they took us first prepped for […]
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Would you like beef with that pizza?
Few people turn on their outside lights at night, which means you sometimes have to do arithmetic and count down from the one house that does have its lights on, in order to find their address. Please, if you order something, I assume you want me to find your place. After driving around for five […]
MoreThe wasting of a mind (a mother known)
The years are ten since your body died. Fifteen since you fled in spirit. That damn old sharpness and command you had That keen sense of the ridiculous Lost in the vexing of an unchosen labyrinth. Our nervous laughter. Our embarrassment for you. Sidelong glances. What to do? You were looking around corners, expecting […]
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