A Breakage Parable
He’d left it out for a long time and it had soured. He hadn’t taken the best care of it since it had been given to him, and on some level that was because he didn’t know what it was. He had…
dry crackle
spoken lines broken lines token lines and how we fail to see the difference the machinery behind masks subvocal mutterings the spin a double sided buttered toast flings we spin we spin we flip the wing these words i learned the birds…
Getting Visuals
I have been operating in the visual field for most of the week. A rare time when the images for book covers and website designs have been coming easier to me than words. You take it where you can get it. It…
the unfunny
those jokers who are not funny who are never on the money who never land a punchline but like to keep pushing forward until people sicken until they feel broken who is laughing? who applauds? isn’t the whole thing flawed because sometimes…
Time’s Up
He threw his fob-watch in the fountain, and walked away as it sparked and sent arcs of electric over the edge. He hadn’t noticed the kid until he tumbled forward through seventy years and collapsed out soaking onto the platform in front…
Your Platform
I don’t feel despair much any more. In fact hardly ever. The whole apparent disintegration of the world and the frame that politics puts around that picture, is just so much sparring verbiage, that is generated by people who have no integrity.…
Winding Down
Your life is winding down, old boy. Do you feel the slackening of the bonds that hold you in place? Hasn’t time become more elastic since it started? He lifts his wrist with that heavy gold symbol on it. It was a…
a documentary day
it was a documentary day exploring skate kid fallout lives of violence against women and transformative acts on ramps arrest quotas and targetted communities and cops that wouldn’t toe the line punished for upholding the law and then i edged into lost…
19th Amendment Press
I am often coming up with ideas where I kind of half catch the mood – start it up – and then let it sit for a while until it grows to a place where it is ready for release. Other times…
positional
it’s just a position compared with another in juxtaposition half forced, half own volition reaching for science, grabbing superstition we lost our own internal map living on a diet of other people’s crap they supply traps for the synapse watch the lie…