Author Archives: J Preston

Waking up this morning, don’t ask me why. I had the funniest thought. Could you be arrested for cutting the heart out of a watermelon? I have fond memories of my Mom always cutting the heart out of a watermelon and handing it to me. I guess you could say I was spoiled, for IContinue reading “watermelon dilemma”

Like vultures flying over a dead animal and swooping in for the prize; so it appears at some estate sales. Dealers open the doors to what once was a private residence and set up shop. Price tags are placed on all. Strangers tramp through all someone’s belongings. Accruements that represented some ones life. That specialContinue reading “PICKING THE HOUSE CLEAN”

I woke from a dream of a beautiful word. I’m not sure what it was. Maybe it was something to eat . A special food or an ingredient in a recipie. A word I don’t remember now but a word that made me tingle with an intoxicating, euphoric sense. I could feel it from myContinue reading “Words”

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. My name is Harry Cho. I’m what you might call a fat cat, living in luxury, high in the sky, Apt 19E. I have a doorman in a black suit; he opens the door for me when I pass by. I really don’t go outContinue reading “Harry and Frannie”