The Last Bender Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I slept most the day as best I could. For supper I fried up ham and...
CHAPTER THREE Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I slept most the day as best I could. For supper I fried up ham and...
Digging in a Pot I imagine you bald digging in a pot with a spoon Sunlight between fingers cells fight to...
The Laughing God Last night Maja and I watched McCain and Obama speak at the Columbia University forum on...
CHAPTER TWO Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I drove through the security gates of Monozone’s underground garage...
Spinning in Bed  I forgot and ran beneath the branches blowing fog like a cow  styrofoam flowers and...
            THE LAST BENDER  By Buzz Callaway    Even damnation is poisoned with...
The Last Bender OK, for the next few months I’m going to post a chapter a week of Last Bender. The Last...
This used to be called Phone Call. It was an emergency call to a nonexistent friend about my day. I wrote a...