Ever since that movie about the horse guy, people always ask me if I’m the car whisperer. The first time, I didn’t know what they were talking about. By the time the hundredth customer asked me, I was good and sick of it. Your car is a machine, okay? It’s not something I can whisper to. I’m good at what I do, though. I’ll get your car problems fixed, no sweat. We’re a perfect match of ability and problem. Like the way the meter of a line matches the subject of a poem. That’s what my profession is: pure poetry.
Mario who?I'm a novelist, poet, and short story writer living in the Pacific Northwest on Missoula Flood soil. I post my 100-word short shorts here on an intermittent basis.
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