#30 The Confessor of Littlefield: Formative Associations

While John left for military service, Bill continued working for Hiram into the Fall of 1960. Hiram was voting for Kennedy, Rita was voting for Nixon. Bill didn’t like either, but would eagerly listen to Hiram refer to Rita as the woman with the “Republican cloth coat.” The future in “For the Future,” said Hiram,…

#27 The Confessor of Littlefield: In the Headlights

A Drive In Theater was erected across the street from the salvage yard in the Spring of 1948, the same year the Hapflik’s moved to Littlefield. In the early 1950’s, on warm nights Bill would walk the mile and half to the Drive In and slip through a fence in the far back corner. After…

#13 The Confessor of Littlefield

What was it that became today? “Today shows us the silhouette of the future,” professor Cliffnut says as though he were starting a classroom lecture. I try hard to listen but I lack the ability to focus. My mood is tired, worn out from anxiety attacks. I am thinking about how transitory death traverses every…

#12 The Confessor of Littlefield

This installment is perhaps not the best one to read first if you are new to the Confessor of Littlefield. Although, whenever someone has told me something like that my inclination has been to read it first. It combines many of the narrative voices I have presented so far in these numbered sequences I have…

Song For Mom

A Song for Mom Tired of the pain, tired of the loss and the suffering, I don’t know if I can bare to smile again knowing I’ll never see you or talk to you again. I know I never was much, not nearly what you claimed of me, always treated you like you were someone…