If Only

By Ron. Lavalette Oh, if only it were fifteen degrees warmer, we’d be inching above zero and I’d consider going out for a Saturday morning drive just to absorb a little almost-sub-zero sunshine, maybe buy My Beloved an apple fritter and try not to eat it on the ride home, listening to “Wait Wait Don’t … Continue reading If Only

Return to Sender

By Ron. Lavalette All of his incoming mail arrived in self-addressed envelopes which contained letters from his many alter-egos, none of whom he was aware existed. Most of the letters included invitations to dinner, provided updates on the status of his pickup’s tire pressure, or announced news items such as the introduction of guacamole as … Continue reading Return to Sender

Duty

By Ron. Lavalette “Has my time finally come round, brother?” he asked the executioner, who stood by patiently, ax in hand. Because he was hooded and constrained by statute from speaking, the executioner did not reply, but their simultaneous presence at that very spot, standing opposite each other, separated only by the oversized chopping block … Continue reading Duty

Sisters

By Ron. Lavalette One sister, mad, alone and despairing, stood arms outstretched, motionless on the track. The rail, as rails must, sang under the weight of the train, and the sister, bereft of song, stopped singing forever. The other sister, later, curious, leaned too far over the railing of the trestle hoping to see where … Continue reading Sisters

A New Green

By Ron. Lavalette He hears on the news that they’ve discovered a new shade of green. He can’t remember, later, whether the newscaster said “discovered” or “invented,” but he wonders how such a thing is possible, and what such a color would be called. Maybe it’s puked-up-broccoli-or-split-pea-soup green or first-shoots-of-early-tomato-plant green. Maybe it’s last-gasp-of-the-tamarack-in-autumn green, … Continue reading A New Green