Two sides to every story One man’s gloom is another man’s glory Sun to a shadow, rose to a thorn There ain’t no fury like a woman scorned Prince – “Fury” Mama was awake. The skies over Detroit were ominously purple clouds that gurgled and rumbled threatening a downpour but … Continue reading Eat @Zeke’s: Part 12 1/2 Mama’s Potluck
“My mom sent me to the store with a food stamp For a pack of cigarettes and a book at the newsstand (here) Two dudes ran up, jumped out of a blue van I looked down at the ground and picked up a huge branch I swung it at the first dude, the other … Continue reading Eat@Zekes XI: Government Cheese
Man, selling stories from scratch is definitely a challenge. Untested, unknown, unproven, lots of un’s come to mind when you’re an amateur unpublished author. So, yeah – been writing for a number of years, polished my craft, studied in class. My mind is obviously full of tales, been swimming around formulating since my single digits. … Continue reading Road Kill; Road to publishing
The huge fire lights up the Detroit night sky full of crimson red, amber orange, vibrant yellow, and brilliant blue. Flashing red and blue lights race through the dark city streets in-route fueling hope to quell the towering blaze. The lights cast ominous shadows as they bounce inside previous burnt out shells of the cities … Continue reading Eat@Zeke’s Pt X: Burnt Gizzards
If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. Maya Angelou “Get your flapjacks here! Get your flapjacks!” Zeke’s Kitchen is seemingly back open, well sort of. The temporary vendors entice passer-byes with their tasty entrees, yelling specials of the day, seducing you with their delicious smells, large exciting … Continue reading EAT@ZEKES PT: IV FLAPJACKS
“Excuse me? How old is he? OMG!” Maureen blurts out loud into her iPhone. Silvia darts her eyes of of the highway to glare over at her sister, “What? What’d he say? How old?” Maureen holds up her hand, waves her away, “Heifer! Pay attention to the dang road, I got this!” Silvia swerves, darts … Continue reading Eat@Zeke’s VIII: Ponyi Seen
A heart monitor beeps softly in steady repetitious prose, a quiet harmony in the oddly desolate hospital hallway. The darkened hallway is lit with just emergency lights as wind howls outside rattling the windows. A continuous squeak draws closer permeating the air obnoxiously. Kayla emerges trudging slowly, long IV’s attached to her arms as she … Continue reading Eat@Zeke’s VI: Hydroplaning
A fat orange Tabby cat stalks through tall grass unnoticed by two legged passerby’s, the black squirrel busy looking for food or even the red breasted Robin, the subject of his quest, waddling obliviously in the small pool of water. The Tabby ducks, his twitching tail the only part of his body noticeable. His focus … Continue reading Eat@Zekes pt. Xi: Agape
My life in the sunshine, everybody loves the sunshine, folks get down in the sunshine, folks get brown in the sunshine. Just bees and things and flowers. Feel what I feel, feel what I’m feeling in the sunshine. Do what I do, do what I’m doing in the sunshine. – Roy Ayers Poetic vibes … Continue reading Eat@Zeke’s V: Styles upon Styles
Chicago Dreary black clouds roll across the windy-city skyline as the gusts the city is famous for blow hard against an upscale north-side loft. Rain splatters on the window pane beating the window senseless as if about to break. Against the odds, a neglected open pane defiantly fights the oncoming torrent, unfortunately permitting drips of … Continue reading Eat@Zekes IV: Dawn of the Divas
CJX, the author, ramblings, incoherent speech. 