No one ever thinks it will come to this one thinks 6000 miles from home crying to one’s parents on the phone— The reassurances the same as they always are but this time something sticks different The sun broils and nights come quick after six— They leave with one’s daughter as if they don’t oweContinue reading “Last Resort”
Category Archives: Fiction
Double Vision
The corners of the eyes hade become open ground for apparitions. Figures emergerd out of empty rooms and turned back into hanging linens, furniture, a shelf on the wall. One morning he wakes up, fully alert, hallucinating his wifes voice beside him asking ‘so how’s it going at work?’ He knows shes asleep and notContinue reading “Double Vision”
Weeping to “While my guitar…”
Dropped you off at the airport for the tenth time this week. Song came on on the ride back to our house. Using these pronouns while I still can. Don’t want the end of this thing we made to be any more imminent than I do any other kind of doom. Do you really thinkContinue reading “Weeping to “While my guitar…””
Angel spec?
Three weeks ago, maybe four–lying in bed and inbetween sleep and reality…what spectral being descended thru the oblivion of my mind: folding golden flowing forms growing closer, close enough to encounter, a rumination or revelation? Was this the visit I’d been praying for?Yesterday morning in the broken dawn, I heard my name, startled awake, seekedContinue reading “Angel spec?”
Cin’min girl
Driving home I heard the gritting sounds of Neil Young‘s cinnamon girl on the radio. I pondered all the different transitions that made the song so great as I turned onto my street. The radio started to give out, and I almost lost the signal—but the distortion of the interfering airwaves only added to myContinue reading “Cin’min girl”
Beatles Bass
When I got my Beatles bass, it was about a year into the pandemic. It struck me that we couldn’t finish the band without a bass. Sure we had five guitars and electric drum kit, tambourines and keys, but without a bass it felt like a bone was missing. I started searching the piece ofContinue reading “Beatles Bass”
7 W’s
When you heard about the intercepted hypersonics, what did you imagine? Was this the sign the war was turning, or merely propaganda against R/P–“Western defense systems” referenced as the reason the “unstoppable” had been stopped forebodes–Wow, a hundred years ago we had just all gotten out of the first WW–Without realizing the next one wasContinue reading “7 W’s”
feeling asimovian
I was just thinking: It’s about time I bought a real robot.
sumthings
I remember being up each day at 5 and getting the grind on like a real devotee, putting in the hours towards that beacon, finding the energy when it wasn’t there. I thought that was hard. Ha.The prayer was: help us find grace when we feel we are depleted. I had tried to secularize it.Continue reading “sumthings”
4/21/22
Looking through the old files and thinking about the invasion. There was a comic I drew back in December of ’20. The point was to show what was happening politically, take a guess at what was really going on back stage. I thought it might be a prophetic kind of satire at the time andContinue reading “4/21/22”