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Musings

A Taste for Ants

By |November 1st, 2019|

A very small amount of his friend’s brain was on the playground. “Poor Michael,” our boy thought, as he ran up. A teacher waved off the children, […]

The Soul of an Insect.

By |October 17th, 2019|

The insect moves forward, small steps tipping leaves across the forest floor. A continual search for sustenance and a continuous communion with God. It tastes the various colors of leaf, […]

Silence

By |October 16th, 2019|

When did silence become too loud for sleep? When did this quiet roaring begin in my ears? My dead mother’s lament has become a repeated song in my […]

Tarkovsky

By |October 15th, 2019|

I love Andrei Tarkovsky so much. He made films that explore humans in such subtle, deep and revealing ways, that I can only marvel. Sci-fi that is about ideas, not […]

Pedro is good.

By |October 14th, 2019|

Pedro is good.
People tend to stay away because it’s mainly rocks on the coast, (except for Cabrillo beach, shhh). We’re where the freeway can smell bad on approach […]

Fifty word story.

By |October 13th, 2019|

They fucked with me, I decided to take it back to them. Went and bought a machete, made it nice and sharp. I walked in and threw his […]