From Gene’s Notebook …I saw two young people recently …. She was on a downtown porch and not pleased to be there; you’ve seen it. The family had pulled up to visit the wheelchair-bound, frail and shriveled grandmother. The mother, father and three children stepped out of the SUV, and walked up to the porch, [...]

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A Poem by Ken “Bluetown” Treviño With lights out, we sit, shuffle, sing Booms roared between tornado trees Bulletin reads: tropical storm, light winds, mostly rain Cataclysmic non-electric horrific incessant tunes Rain soaked ceiling sinks synchronicity Mrs. Mother Nature sends vessels hammered shut Crickets cadence mellow marshland meadows Batches battered under broken wooden door Paled [...]

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