Is there something that stitches together broken people with no common history Except that of being lost of free falling…
Woken up just before dawn by a guy who is going through the recycling for returnable containers. Mike separates the collectibles for them but they search the bin for more. It sounds like he is inside of the house, the way that the sounds are redirected in the early silence through the open windows on the south side of the house so even though he is on the north side it sounds like he is in the back, on the south side, and when I wake to the sound it seems as though I am hearing it from in the kitchen which is on the first floor in the back southerly side of the house.
I am glad that my house is sited in a north to south direction, because it would be hard to…
continuance
Bones now, I imagine, just dust. Carbon Stardust, that is an angel name for sure. Maybe he is an angel…
skipping stones
At the end of the journey a calm descends. Small gifts are acknowledged in of the book of your life.…
Artifactual
prehistoric teeth in the bone, just barely now is the time to hit the floor and paint I tell myself…
Random things I have made in ‘lockdown’ Coronart?
skipping
Skipping, as a baby child of four or five years, tops, on a Naval base in Guam, or maybe some…
I had a father
I had a father, the dream began. Love was passed and squandered round the table in drops and puddles formed…
Medical history
Yesterday before my doctors appointment I made the armatures for four paper tea cups. I used painted watercolor paper and…
Fire fairies
Fire fairies rise in a ring around the volcano’s smoking crater. They dance in a wild frenzied circle. Time and…
Medusa
The serpents Wrathful, writhing, appeared slowly One or two or three at a time In response to extreme provocation. First…
