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written by: Mickey Kulp
My wife said I should take off my shirt.
After all, it is a hot day, and the backyard is private enough to hide a pasty-skinned, overweight specimen of once-virile manhood.
I have lots of sticks and limbs that need to go into the fire pit. So I build my fire and sit like a dirty, shirtless caveman and watch the tendrils of smoke emerge for a moment of inspection and drift away through the greening canopy.
The trees breathe in the souls of their fallen members, watching me, malevolent. So I put my shirt back on. No need to antagonize them further.
His creative nonfiction, fiction, and poetry have appeared in numerous consumer magazines, newspapers, and literary journals. His first book, Random Stones: A book of poetry, was published in 2016.