Photography © Linda Matthews-Denham


Theology I

God crawled off like a roach
as puberty approached.
God blamed the other side
when my father died.

When I lost my wife,
God said, “I lied. I’m not the Life.”
He laughed and said, “And I’m not the Word,”
then lifted off like a whirl of birds.


Alec Solomita was still an altar boy when he wrote his first story. It was about senility. He’s no longer an altar boy and not senile, although, he’s not far enough from it to do much bragging. His latest book is “Hard To Be a Hero.” He lives in Massachusetts with no pets.

Linda Matthews-Denham lives in the countryside along the Thames River in Berkshire, England. Her passion is photography, photo restoration and art history of Paris. She also works very closely with many British authors restoring images for publication.