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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

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