The Highway, 1978
One of My Earliest Memories
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We Had It Coming and other fictions
We had a good Christmas over here. My wife got me a copy of We Had It Coming and other fictions by Luke O’Neil and it already feels like the exact flavor of dread I reach for on purpose. I read A Creature Wanting Form last year and loved
contempt
I display my contempt for the Force openly; for life is strife and to survive it too long is the true "hell." C.R.G - 1966
Shoulder To Shoulder
Ambition leaking from a broken bottle. I threw that away. Disease spilled our dreams upon the floor. Jazz muted in the back of my mind. I can no longer hear your advice, but I can still take it. I’m going to make it. I promise I’ll try. The
no, everything is not okay
Late-night thoughts…💭 Holding on to the roots of a brittle tree that gave way in his hands, breaking off piece by piece. New growth replaced what was lost, but as it grew from his chest, it left in its place a vulnerability to be protected, though often neglected. What'
The ride home always seems faster than the ride there
I’ve been pretty quiet for a bit, and to be real, I’m not totally sure why. I think I just got tired and let things pile up or maybe I just needed a breather without really knowing it. Last weekend, I finally did something about it and took
Three Score and Ten
Time, Consumerism, and the Illusion of Joy
He Ain’t Got A Prayer
He needs something more to face death
Merrily Along We Go
Walking shiftlessly and aimlessly through the dark and rat infested alleys with my head high in the clouds, thinking that everyone should feel the same as me. Not seeing the black faces watching me, trying to forget where I had been and at the same time remembering that what I
Look Into A Dream
Have you ever looked into a dream Used your eyes to try to see inside your mind I drift to sleep wondering what I might find Warm colors mixed with nothing Black I’m forcing it Hold back Take a breath and hold it there Now let it go and
4855 & Other Jive
Came to in a do crossed and recrossed primary paths John Farren was the block, but DuSable wasn’t my destiny. Corpus Christi around the corner, death and destruction the Christian way. Regal was a theater. 47th and Southpark, familiar smells of popcorn, hotdogs, and lots of sweaty bodies on
Anxiety
Volta
Guidance
I used to look to my dad for help when I wasn’t sure how to handle something. Growing up, he was the only person that I ever felt comfortable with. I have a sadness that comes over me now. It comes in waves. I know that part of it
12 Days Without You
I told you that I had to go back to work tomorrow, and I wasn’t sure how it was going to be because I’ve been really out of it for the last couple of months and even though I had people backing me up, I’d probably have
The Trouble With Transoms
Alicia walked to the back of the room, rose about four feet from the floor, and made herself comfortable. No one else around seemed to mind or notice that the girl was not standing on the floor or sitting in a very high chair. Popular contention was that Alicia was
What happens to our souls when we die?
A Galactic Walk