Strawberries

Peter grew strawberries Not on purpose On coincidence they developed into plump juicy fruit every Spring From April through May They bunched up in a corner of his yard, the northwest corner, where the sun always shone from rise to set Well Shown in the  Pacific North West way where light makes it day instead of …

A Life Not Lived

  Her search for God has lead her to the edge of a building Her pink painted toes brush the abyss This too skinny bitch use to be beautiful She turned heads She was watched Made other women jealous But now she stands ugly Used up Wasted at the front of classroom filled with teenagers …

Writing is

The Albatros that follows me around Potentially for the entrity of my life Where every time I think I finish a story Another plot crops up Another character Another scene Meaning I just write and write and write and so on and on and on until  the day I die leaving millions of words behind …

Pizza is Lucky

Pizza is lucky When pizza is created it goes on a grand journey of self discovery It ends up as something completely different then how it started Maybe pizza can be a metaphor for the journey never truly stops and an ending is actually a new beginning From the combination of flour and water and …

Elements of Him

  The Soul Consciousness Awareness of the self Chemicals Nerves response Muscles A brain Eyes Sight The senses The physical The astral The essence of being Preclusion of death The threat of nothing. The end of what The bobbing sense of here The same The now The was The will  

Primal

    This is primal. Think prehistory. Of living in a cave. Of staring at the star dotted sky. Of trying to understand the sudden explosive glory of a comet and the lunacy of living on a gravity well in the middle of a gas cloud only ninety-two million miles from a controlled nuclear explosion. …