Monthly Archives: April 2019

Working Class Super Hero

(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) Monday morning.  I sat in my yard, drank coffee and flipped through the newspaper, eventually making my way to the section I had been avoiding: the classifieds. With perfunctory listlessness I circled the jobs that … Continue reading

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What Comes to Pass

Agony, a skinned aesthetic drawn from the ash and resin of martyrs cast to perish and runes.   (Artwork by Guy Denning, inspired by the 1928 film, The Passion of Joan of Arc)

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Hearing Aid

The graffitied veins of the cosmos bleed a ruptured interplay of so much noiseless static in God’s ears drumming to shape wonder.   (Artwork by Jackson Pollock)

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Some Kind of Forecast

The weather tonight? Snow on fire, with a chance of desire, dark and wet.   (Image: Isabella Rossellini)  

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Ballads are Forever

Moonsongs cry their own rivers through the cloudmade mouths of babes in woods at night when all the livelong world is a lush ballad awash in the whirling flakes of broken hearts slivered with mercy and there is always room … Continue reading

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Humanity

She came to know him through the brushwork of fingers– Light, the common touch.   (Image of Charlie Chaplin meeting Helen Keller)  

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Outsourcing

The woman, smiling, gave her man one more reason to feel endangered.

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Icarus by Any Other Name

Embers of a flight, it wasn’t rocket science– Maybe next time, kid.   (Artwork by Matisse)

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Dinner Date from Hell

They take, and they don’t take lightly– Vicious cycles sometimes have faces with barren eyes and aphid bellies full of insatiable desire– Consider the state of your soul’s diet, and exorcise regularly.

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Gray Matter

While waiting for the bus that stopped running many years ago the empty bench dreamed of a world where people still had time to sit and drift along in reveries that led nowhere slowly.

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