It’s the one day of my week that’s as advertised: morning sun blazing in a sky of deep blue, cabana roofs rippling in a gentle breeze, waves...

His name sounded like a weighty bludgeon of patriotic shout-outs: Franklin Madison Jefferson Washington. To me, he was always M.J. I met h...

It's after ten at night, and in a room that feels more subterranean than it should, the florescent bulbs give off a glow that's hars...

I hadn't intended to visit my old college campus last week, when I was visiting my dad in Virginia. Considering that the temperature soa...

The beach was empty, save for the seagulls strutting up and down its length. Their proud chests puffed out as they screeched and cawed at ea...

I first saw him in the pit, the odd centerpiece of my new local mall, a deep, steep arrangement of carpeted risers around which three stori...

My time in this part of the country is limited. I’ve known that fact for almost a year now, but only in the past month have I been able fina...

When I step into the men’s room, Monday night, the familiar scent of urine and floor cleaner assaults my nostrils. I breath it in, letting i...

I had an hour to go on the road, back to the home I hadn’t seen all weekend. It was dusk at the rest area, and the cars were gathering. I st...

The only thing I knew about the guy was that his online name was SexInPublic, that he had a couple of photos showing a beefy, hairy body and...

I could tell the guy had been trying to work up the nerve to talk to me. While I’d sat with my friends at a table in the far corner of the d...