The Why of Bull Riding
They asked a cowboy why he rode, said he was too nervous to steal and too lazy to work. There […]
They asked a cowboy why he rode, said he was too nervous to steal and too lazy to work. There […]
an automythography I used to teach kung fu. That’s a true thing I tell people when I’m drunk. As if
for Robert Wilcox, 3/9/1939–11/29/2017 Another mudfunked Sunday, singletrack tripping nine miles through the leafdeep and flat fall light, not tumbling,
A man is running hard to catch the bus that just left. It’s picking up speed but he pulls
After nibbling at his food, our old dog’s sleeping again, breathing heavily. We say, “Well, he’s old. Maybe that’s
1. In this room, among men of my generation of athletes, gray haired, aging and aged, Joe Kapp, wild man,