Category Archives: Matt DeVirgiliis

Inspired by Raymond Carver’s Why Don’t You Dance The house was all but empty. Just a pair of rocks glasses sat on the hardwood floor in the center of the living room. A man walked through the house, examining each … Continue reading →

He deployed for Iraq February 4th. A quick goodbye in Gmail. No mush; no bravery. Just see you in six. I marked each month’s anniversary with a countdown – 5 months left, 4 months, so on. The headlines were my source … Continue reading →

Marylou Fisk sat in the back of her Senior English class at Saint Thomas High School. She passed notes — Marylou to Betsy, Betsy to Beth, Beth to Jenn. Two weeks until graduation and the gang was still together. Just … Continue reading →

The bell rings, so the girls and I run to the front of the compound and line up. We’re dressed to impress and barely dressed. Tall, dark, and handsome (short, dark, and pudgy, but we make him feel otherwise) eyes … Continue reading →

04 June 2010 “And I promise that your tax dollars will never get diverted to the West side of the tracks again!” The crowd, holding signs that read Otto for Congress, hoots and hollers. Campaign music blares as Otto steps … Continue reading →