California Stories

Wordpusher715

29 Sep 2018

Of a Toke and a Time

Nostalgia offers a surprise sometimes

I lit the J between my lips and sucked its smoke deep into my fifty-year-old lungs. I held my breath and let it coat me inside. I sucked in more air to expand them further; to expose more tissue to the smoke. The deep recesses expand and then extract what...

Regnadkcin

7 Jul 2017

Open Road

The wanderer takes a ride up the coast

I walked up from the Ventura River bottom where I spent the night. Nighttime in a homeless camp is very different, a strange mixture of camaraderie and distrust. Not unpleasant, but not great either. I was only interested in sleep without spending money....