Butterflies play A long game Over short lives, Ephemeral, eternal, Born to the swing
my grandmother told my mother, write nothing down truth was a danger but she called me once,
1. I tried to think of a title for a list 2. I talked with one of my oldest friends and got an idea for a new song 3. I thought more about the song, and I sat down...
I was listening to the Minutemen’s Double Nickels on the Dime this week when I realized I had never seen a picture of Mike Watt before.
For all of us who sleep in tangled and hard places For the ones whose ears are open in the deepest of darkness, listening as poetry stirs
I want to stand in your day Awake. Serenaded with your song. Abloom I open
We’re going the wrong way.Tugging at the long red braid of his beard, Konstantin glares at the maze of jagged boulders ahead as if to intimidate them into clearing a path.
I remember the exact day that I first encountered the theory of memetics. I was lying on a picnic table bench across from my wife in Bishop, CA in July of 2017. We had just finished...
Trees snow, seagulls screech...
Autumn skies whisper softly despondently
imagine a front yard
extending toward the center
of the street, twice as far back then
when this street was narrow
and still made of dirt
in a place named for rivers and wildlife
a sturdy facade belies a buckling form
how long has it been since voices and laughter
filled the interior of this now fragile frame
The last sign of the zodiac
The final stop in the cycle
It contains a little bit of everything
that came before it
at points rushing
and at other parts still
Not one or the other
but both at once
As a newlywed, I struggled to make roti, the most basic staple food of my culture. By definition, a staple food should be simple to make but roti and I were not gelling together. How...
“If the core of man’s spirit is fueled by new experiences, why do so many people do the same things over and over… day in and day out?” asked the Muse of Many Questions.
“Well… I want to flourish. Doesn’t everyone?” asked the Muse of Many Questions. “And I mean… if Aristotle… one of history’s most prominent thinkers thought it…
day and night
never a good liar
My art aims at evoking feelings from life’s moments; both big and small. It invites you...
Is the saying-yes-when-I-am-no-and-no-when-I-am-yes a female thing? Or, more prevalent at least, for females?
I am not just simply hungry for skin, but starved for it.
And not just skin, but touch. Hugs. Caresses.
A lot has rain here since last March. The community of salt is evolving. It is not a traditional community with members, it is more like a communality of experiences.
The word culture has been brewing during centuries, a process I find fascinating. This evolution is still on going and it will serve as context to the dialogue that took place in the garden of Eden…