Wedding Dance

We were looking through a knothole in the wooden wall of an outhouse as the ladies went pee, fighting to see what we could see. The band still rip-roaring inside the hall, too much snuck alcohol.  We had unseasoned brains back then.  They heard us and we ran.  Their boyfriends went looking to beat us up. We […]

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Wave-Particle Duality

We can feel anticipation radiating off the instruments.  They want it just as bad as we do.  Embracing these objects we begin to play.  I can make out forms moving through the smoke hanging in the shack: we have converted into waves.  Three sound waves that embody the character of our chosen instruments bound with […]

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Ride 15-2b

It was a fall sunday and I was on a freak ride, humid air running like silk over the arms, when I located a hobo trail leading up to the smoldering coals of a lawn chair bonfire.  I poked around a bit before going on, and arrived at an abandoned train bridge with no signs […]

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“..He thought he could sense that the past is the stuff that time is made of; that was why time became past so quickly.” – Jorge Luis Borges, “The Wait”

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Passenger Seven

With time I’ve gained perspective and realize that she would have been there for me if only I could have opened up.  Instead, distracted, I ignored her and everyone in going into myself, a rodent obsessed with finding the eternal cheese of perpetuity in a maze that is fractal and therefore endless.  Now I recoil […]

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