by RW | Dec 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
I felt better on the whole, prudent and wise, practical in the near term. Friends agreed: I played it for the best. They also saw Betty as a fun-loving coed but iffy candidate for spaghetti and acid. Flighty, skittish and vulnerable, unlike us veterans, she would fare...
by RW | Dec 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
What of Baldo, lanky, mute, machete in hand for coconut splits to please and serve? What can possibly come to him? With a stubby hand on Baldo’s shoulder, Milo whispers, “El Capitán de las Tortugas!” Antonio steps in. “Capitán? What turtles need a captain?” “¡Ay,...
by RW | Dec 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
A cloud break drifted under the moon and mercifully passed after lighting up the no-man’s-land ahead; natty white manes and disfigured faces howled the pleas of all the lost souls of the sea, crowded that night in tumultuous endeavor. They stood on their heads, turned...