I’m Listening
My spirit knows. She knows it. Knows the us before now from the ancient past into eternity. My spirit, she knows more than any other part of me, she knows. A knowing like she...
Image Curve Blog
When We Curse
Our inadequacies We condemn ourselves When we aspire to be like others We humiliate ourselves When we want, because we do not think we have We have nothing Surrender to this nothing Be nothing...
Ode to Merce
So long maestro — we don’t mourn you; you’ve always walked with the sages. When will we enter again that summerspace? Your ethereal garden of pointed light, where birds disperse into spiral oblivion, and...
Breakthrough
Watching cement crack Why is this so entertaining? Is it purely sensory? Listening to the chalky rubble Feeling it chunk away with my eyes. Wow – This rock of man And its ubiquitous stubbornness...
Gourmet Spam
Good morning — I hope you can join me tomorrow Your kind attention; please do not be surprised by my email I have a question that I hope you can answer for me The...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 23
Serial Novel The Baker woke up with keen senses ready to splash his mind on the canvas. He immediately penciled down the lengthy colorful dream he had before it faded away. It was something...
Labor of Love
Poem Whatever I did I didn’t do to impress. It was me being what you gave to me. The science to what we achieved changed our culture. Nourished by what believed To be a...
Seeing You
I see you. All the parts. Even the ones you don’t think you show. I feel I hear your soul talking to me, revealing the essence of who you are. I see it. In...
Zedlist – Part Thirteen
Lyndsay wasn’t aware that Colin would be bringing this up, but she was very used to his unpredictable nature on the show and decided to let him run with it, especially as the lines...
