Month: January 2016


  • The Tires Were No Longer Humming

    The Tires Were No Longer Humming

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) She had only noticed how little light there was inside the car when two headlights appeared down the road and illuminated the entire front seat. Stray beams of light made it all the way to where she was strapped into the back seat. “Look […]

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  • More Of A Slip

    More Of A Slip

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) It wasn’t so much a jump that was required – more of a slip. A fall, really. A perfectly timed fall and he would be on the tracks just as the train pulled into the station. He could think of a dozen reasons to […]

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  • Sweat That Ignites A Fire

    Sweat That Ignites A Fire

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) She is sex incarnate and the whole room turns toward her to draw that conclusion for themselves. A long silk dress with a floral print navigates the curves of her body and clings to her legs as she descends the stairs. A belt balances […]

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  • Little More Than Stick Figures

    Little More Than Stick Figures

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) Now he was being trusted to give an opinion. He felt a strange amount of responsibility to offer sage advice that would steer her down the correct fork of the crossroads to choose. He could see that she was talented, but it was also […]

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  • It Was No Democracy

    It Was No Democracy

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) He never understood the politics of the situation or, at least, he wasn’t willing to accept them. One omnipotent ruler watched over his moves, his neighbour’s moves, the moves of everybody that surrounded him and toiled as he did. It was no democracy. Who […]

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  • On His Side Of The Mountain

    On His Side Of The Mountain

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) She was gone and he could picture no future in which she would come back. The rear wheels of the pickup truck that she had driven away from him had kicked up a cloud of dust that was still settling. The sun slipped suddenly […]

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  • The Only Bliss On Which He Could Rely

    The Only Bliss On Which He Could Rely

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) He had been fighting for some time to avoid becoming an alcoholic but it was a losing battle in the hour between dinner and sunset. Condensation was forming on the side of the wine glass and he watched it with intensity. The heat was […]

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  • No Point In Taking The Bait

    No Point In Taking The Bait

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) My phone buzzed and softly illuminated the corner of the kitchen where I had left it sitting. It would be my dad asking about the weather. I initiated a chain reaction of muscle movement that propelled me toward the phone with a not insignificant […]

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  • My Whole ‘Old Gold’ And Blue Heart

    My Whole ‘Old Gold’ And Blue Heart

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) #1 Kansas 63 #11 West Virginia 74 The last time West Virginia defeated the top-ranked team in the land was February 1983 – 17 months before I was born. This makes today’s victory a once in a lifetime (so far!) event and I’m enjoying […]

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  • Uncooperative In Nature And Art

    Uncooperative In Nature And Art

    View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) I hated this tree. It was uncooperative in nature and art; disagreeable in temperament. I had a sister once that behaved the same way. I still do, I guess, but we don’t talk anymore so past tense strikes me as being more appropriate. Cooperation […]

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