Jul 14, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Rondel
Back when I was afraid of bees with a fear most grave and sober; I would flinch when they’d flyover, would shrink and beg my mother, “Please let me stay inside away from these!” Whining from May to October. Yes, I was once afraid of bees but now I...
Mar 6, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Rondel, Songs for the Dead
“Look at the picture. Where is the boy?” “Use your finger, like this, and point right here.” Some sounds come out of the scowling man, “We’re wasting time. Better to let him enjoy himself, stare at the sun, fondle a toy.”...
Feb 20, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Rondel
You violated right-of-way when you cut in front of all of us– a hundred drivers and a city bus– to be the first car parked on the freeway. There were a few words I wanted to say but it’s Lent and my wife growls when I cuss; you violated right-of-way...
