Tag: Las Vegas

The Mourning After

When the executive director of an organization I worked with fell deathly ill and was lying in a coma in a nearby hospital, his associate director asked me what he should do. I was puzzled by this, first, that he would need to ask… Continue Reading “The Mourning After”

Vegas

Don’t hit me again Then weep on your knees, wring hands Keep your wickedness ____________________ Photo by Ian Espinosa on Unsplash    

High Roller

Leaving Las Vegas in the dark, I see the city as if it was built on a giant raft floating in an endless black sea. The street lights stop at sharp edges, no meandering lights trail off. It’s as if a razor shaped the… Continue Reading “High Roller”