Mar 6, 2024 | memoir
There was a horrific thunderstorm in New Orleans the spring night that Dr. Theussical fell from his home. The fall was twenty feet down from a nest built inside a rain gutter. He survived by landing in the soil of a potted palm tree on our back patio. My girlfriend,...
May 24, 2023 | memoir
Before I was taken to my jail cell, the guards made me undress and put on ‘blues’. My new wardrobe. Criminal pajamas. Then one of them taunted me by loudly spitting out from over his desk, “Hope you don’t have claustrophobia!” I did have a fear of enclosed spaces and...
