I walk into the VA hospital and pass through two crowded waiting rooms, urology and oncology, before reaching my waiting room: neurology. Each space overflowing with men along in years, Vietnam carved into our faces, we sit and wait. Time ticks away. We wait. Wait. The waiting. Not long now.
Nick Di Carlo has been knocking around this planet for seven decades and a bit. He writes short stories to avoid looking into mirrors and watching clocks. His stories can be read in Muleskinner Journal, Flash Fiction Magazine, Guilty Crime Story Magazine and Shotgun Honey.
