They place sticks above me, one at a time. Lifeless twigs, dry and brittle like the suit they dressed me in. It’s my family, my friends. And you. They let gravity pull the sticks towards me. A subtle bundle of… Read More ›
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Nobody Calls Me Nobody
“He was a nobody before he was a somebody,” a former NFL quarterback said, about Pat Tillman. “And he never forgot that, he carried it with him. That’s what made him so special.” Well intentioned words, I must say, that… Read More ›
Bread Crumbs and Airports
Airports are a feeding frenzy for perspective seekers. I love airports. I do. Always have. Terminals pulse, day or night, and the tingling vibrations that match the flickers of the fluorescent lights always remind me that I’m going somewhere. It… Read More ›
Hawai-I Do
I can’t remember all the details, which is a shame. It was a week for the ages, a celebration of a commitment between two wonderful friends, an elation of the union we were actually part of, in a small way,… Read More ›
Seen Your Time (A Poem)
Seen Your Time One thread at a time Taught between your fingers it lingers to the ground Tight where you pull time from under me It’s the laugh of all laughs In mirrors the laughs of your laugh Directed at… Read More ›
Seasons Please
the seasons ceased to change the moment the ripples in your heart were swallowed by the sea you and I in the past tense to say we’d from the weeds in my veins where embers used to bleed this cannot… Read More ›
The Flying Curtain
The flimsy blue curtain dangled loose from its Velcro snap. I caught a glimpse of the other side as it swayed with the turbulence. Between waves of blanket blue, I spied warm peanuts and champagne. The curtain separated two classes…. Read More ›
Harley Worth a Dime (Flashback Friday)
Harley’s Bowl was where we rolled, almost every weekend. The 60’s inspired single-story building towered over the otherwise empty field, unless the circus was in town. The bleak architecture neither inspired nor dissuaded us. The Nihilists weren’t scripted yet, there… Read More ›
Our Reflection in You
In the monitor We watch you wake Pray you’ll sleep The lull will take On that screen We watch you fuss In the reflection You’re part of us Beyond the glow We watch you stir Hope you’ll settle Know… Read More ›
Growing Pain Groan
My mind drifted towards giraffes. I realized it was on account of the abnormally tall family of four behind us in line at Fish, our favorite restaurant in Sausalito. To avoid any doubt, the family was human and the restaurant… Read More ›
