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Hammer It’s more than just a hunk of intricately carved wood, isn’t it I think I felt that as soon as I set eyes on it it moved me the lotus, the open palms, the slight smile not merely a piece of art beautifully wrought, don’t get me wrong yet it surpasses what even the artist intended to me beyond symbolic, it’s my chosen avatar representing all I want to […]

The question rises without permission, like the sun or moon. You must struggle with this question, with where it leads, with what it asks of you.   A tree once stood here, did it not? I’m sure of it, you think. I’m sure. Look around, find your bearings, remember your time here before. Stare at the sawdust under your feet, fresh with the faintness of gasoline soaked into what remains […]

who can quite say when careless talk & confidence slips into that other charged thing so minimal at first then nova explosions– outer layers once held by gravity, other stable Einsteinium equations, collapsed inside to those dense brilliant colors whose appearance you’d forgotten completely but for the occasional misty love lyric on the car stereo driving down that quite ordinary road of what passes for life sometimes or fate if […]

The terrain of the keyboard lies between me and my message– little houses with lettered roofs draped across a womanly form, ergonomically; an old shepherd dog, draped across the carpeted floor, is heaving hair, faithfully. My thoughts are pink petals drifting, drifting, settling on my shoulders, turning to dust before they reach the keys. I sink into the moist salt mist of a day when you wore pink and disappeared […]