I awoke early today, tugged my sleep mask up over my forehead, and reached over to my phone to check the time. It was 5:36--a time I'm willing to wake up to. I gave myself twenty minutes or so to lay awake while the Mad About You theme song once again kicked into high gear …
Bay City Runaway Home The rain stirred the dormant smell of bum piss as we stepped onto the sidewalk. Neither one of us had an umbrella, but she didn’t seem to care, and neither did I. The water mixed with the dust on the sidewalk, creating a fine grit beneath our feet as we turned …
Fly By Night Home Daniel had been happy, at least partly. Growing up, Daniel was like sunshine. He was one of those kids that filled any room he entered with warmth and light. Adults often went out of their way to say hello to him just so they could get a glimpse of his eyes, a glimpse …
A Friend of the Family She looked off over the heads of the mourners at some far away point--perhaps at the mural of the fish and loaves on the back wall of the sanctuary or perhaps into the ether of her glory years as a soprano section leader of the Grace Presbyterian Church of yesteryear. …
As promised, I am delivering new literary content at davidwilsonburns.com! If you've followed me for awhile, you probably know about Bay City Runaway, which I'm offering here now. But what about the rest? Let's start with Fly By Night. Fly By Night has been stashed away for years, unfinished, but I think it will make …
Lucky I went to see the gypsy the other nightShe looked in my palm, looked me in the eyeAnd said "you're a lucky man""some folks got fortune, some got eyes of blueWhat you got will always see you throughYou're a lucky man Bruce Springsteen, "Lucky Man" Daniel checked the bottom of his shoe for gum …
Bay City Runaway Home As I let the steam from my freshly brewed coffee rise to my face, I wondered where she was and if I would see her again. We were both running away from cruel hands; hers dealt with a blow to the face and mine dealt by tragic fate. That evening, I …
The number 2020 will go down as a year of infamy no doubt. Any good in this year will likely be overshadowed tough times, but I think it is important that we still find a way to be grateful and lift up the positive aspects of the year. Quarantine has brought out the creativity in …
Underground Tourist Home Robbie shook his head and said,”Second one this week. This is not right. Someone needs to do something about this. I don’t know what or who, but something needs to be done.” They ate in silence, as did the rest of the patrons, not knowing if one of them could be next. …
