by Warren Gaston | Sep 15, 2020
The driest thing in the world is a flame and drier still is a soul in which the flame has gone out.
by Warren Gaston | May 27, 2020
A man named Henry died fighting General Lee. Had he lived, he would have married Mabel Morgan and been my great grandfather. He did not. That honor went to a man named David, my mother’s grandfather. A man named Charles died fighting Kaiser Wilhelm. Had he lived, he...
by Warren Gaston | Feb 21, 2020
It has never happened before and will never happen again. Only yesterday: 2/20/2020 C.E. In the chronicled history of the world, past and future, back and forth, only yesterday, 3 zeroes and 4 twos.
by Warren Gaston | Jun 28, 2018
a thin sliced raw beet held up to the morning sun cathedral window
by Warren Gaston | Jun 22, 2018
In Memory of George Reash So this is what it comes down to, after a long life friendship, our final offerings of affection, strong hugs as you befriend mystery. Now your body turns away from what it knows toward the unfathomable we can never know but simply trust with...
by Warren Gaston | Mar 25, 2018
There are semi-automatics, made in factories, sold in stores there are hollow pointed bullets that are only made for wars. There are businessmen in shirtsleeves, selling guns to make a buck, while in the darkening city an ex-convict’s out of luck. There’s a killing in...
