Five Minutes of Sunday
Written by David Joël La Boon Sundays breathe loneliness and breathe out emptiness. They are a sentiment, but a pervasive one. They hug the last frontier of defined time, fencing … Read More
Author: David Joël La Boon
i sit with glasses
It’s a wretched thing that I need glasses. Smugly, each is perched or nestled with me, I am made a pack mule and a yoked beast. They are different though, … Read More
Every Book Is Romantic
Written by David Joël La Boon I make a point to walk into every bookstore I see or to take the long way through town giving me reason to see … Read More