Category: ShortStory
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My Tadpole Catrike
My Tadpole Catrike tadpole Catrike gobbles the milesmy feet flicking out of the gapbetween the two front wheelslike a flickering snake’s tonguefrom an unhinged serpentine maw cold blue November skynot a cloud in sightthe riverbed is damp fromour first all-day November rainon Dia de Los Muertos the bike path was washedand wind-blown drynow, a large…
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Another Look At Glimpses Metaphysical
Metaphysical Glimpses life and deathwhite and blackyin and yangwaves and troughslight and darkinside and outsidethe universe and I two sides of the same coinpoles in the same eventa game with no winnerif one side winsexistence ends endings and beginningsall exists simultaneouslyeach implies otherlife and death YES! each wave adifferentiationof ocean – universeyet still ocean aswave…
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Election Day Eve
Election Day Eve With the general election tomorrow and the inevitable fallout (perhaps even worse than last time around), I suspect I’ll be ranting here more. Even though the owners of the country refuse to discuss it, the American Empire is in decline. And everyone not in the upper ten percent of the economic higherarchy…
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What Do Incompetence Mean?
What Do Incompetence Mean? Imagination’s greater than knowledge,and – what do incompetence mean, andwhere is this touted imagination? Ultraviolet rage is glowing loud, andmediocrity is on a rampage. Originality is seldom seen; itmore often resembles hand-me-downjeans in a gray-Fifth-Avenue-wet-dream. Yet, my attempts at being genuineend in trite mediocrity – all mine. Fuck this and fuck…
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November’s First Rain In Tucson
November’s First Rain In Tucson November’s first all day rainchilling to the bone as itsoaks the thirsty ground rain waters flow in the streetsand washes looking likefords in shallow creeks vehicles create giantroostertails through theflooded intersections soaking everything andanyone in the water’sarching range parched plants and groundsigh in relief with Tucson’s firstall day November rain…
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Go Ahead, Drive Me Mad, Again…
This is a recurring problem here… probably everywhere… Drive Me Mad drive – me mador wild – insanemundaneall the same harassing loudfour-wheeloff-road on theroad wheelies abound dogs barkingin every yardpass the rage onbarrio hounds some are not intuitiveor peaceablepretended strengthstereotyped characters intentions are notpeace and lovebut an Instinctmacho au naturel disgustingly, amusingly futile –LE –…
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The Highwayman
A special sad little story to help celebrate Day Of The Dead. The Highwaymanby Loreena McKennitt – Written by Alfred Noyes in the early 1900’s The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty treesThe moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seasThe road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple…
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Monster Mash – For Halloween
Samhain, Halloween – that special time of year when the veil between life and death is at its thinnest, most permeable… so they say… Monster Mashby Bobby “Boris” Pickett I was working in the lab, late one nightWhen my eyes beheld an eerie sightFor my monster from his slab, began to riseAnd suddenly to my…
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Shadows – Special for Halloween
On this eve of Halloween, let’s ponder some views of shadows and their possible implications… Evil, Scary, Benign…? Shadows Rattling windows and doors,coolness that implores,explores,stretches,moving up vertical placesat questionable angles,lying across tables and chairs,stairs and floors,deepening the gloomin already dim places,in cornersand behind closed doors,sharp or soft edged,misshapen pools of darkness,yes, and me too. Auras…
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Revisiting Laying-on Paint
This is from early in 2023. I’d just finished a larger acrylic abstract winter landscape… Laying-on Paint background musicto start – sonatas forviolin and guitar canvas preparedrough draft ofvision laid down paints on palateessential colorsmixed and ready brush-tip drips colorlaid on canvas andshapes are rendered with patient strokesor dabbed and scrapedwith palette knife bold music…
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