to health!

“I don’t want to be a ghost” translates to “I want to rest in peace.” And don’t we all want a good ol’ fashion R.I.P. on the good ol’ fashion grave? I sure do. Sure as hell. I brought this paper with me so I suppose I might as well use it. I have to […]

red tulips

April 18, 2017 A garden in Greenwich Village Lunchtime – sun, breeze, birds There is a chime making beautiful sounds and there are birds making beautiful sounds. The street makes sounds too, but they are not so beautiful in comparison. A woman wears red sandals, which match my red shirt, which match the red tulips […]

black sun

I titled this post back in 2023 and don’t recall what it was supposed to be about. Something deep? Who knows. I’m here now, ready to both start and finish it if for no other reason than to have it out of the way. There’s a wind blowing hard today, but despite it the fog […]

at his garage

April 11, 2020 His garage in the alley between 14th and 15th Duluth, MN After 5p on a Saturday, overcast, 50 degrees, cool breeze It’s April now and he is working on the starter of his black ‘97 Jeep Cherokee. He’s also putting in a new battery. He went to the store to buy these […]

One & Only

One & Only Bar St. George . Utah 9:30P – warm, still air Original text: There are four pool tables here, all taken and none seeming very approachable, which is too bad because that is the main reason I walked over from my motel on the other end of the strip. It’s this combination of […]

hot prayers

October 4, 2021 New Orleans – unforgivingly hot and humid. It strikes me. We are in the St. Louis Cathedral, two of maybe a dozen people mulling about. It’s cool in here, thank God (I thank God). A man who appears slightly disturbed by something lays mumbling to himself a few pews over from me. […]

At the TriBeCa Dog Park

October 22, 2018 Here at the dog park again. A cold, late October morning. “Bark, bark, bark,” says a dog named Roxy. I think my days here are limited. Teddy’s booties keep falling off and it’s a real pain to continue putting them on over and over again. There’s a woman with a golden retriever […]

from april, for you

Been in a real deep mood. Been in a real red wine and cigarettes mood. Been in a real stare at the wall for hours on end kind of mood. A real dark mood. Two feet on the ground and drifting hard. Two feet on the ground and far, far away from myself. A shadow […]

on the beach

“It feels like I am the closest I could be to being in space,” a man in the water says. “You are in space,” I say to him, but more to myself because he cannot hear me. We are in space.