Monthly Archives: July 2012

Sit back relaxing, asking myself no questions, basking in the peace, that’s more interesting than those grad school twins.  Writing at night like old times in the not-too-distant past.  Deciding not to fight while flying a kite that is electrified … Continue reading →

(Late Entry – Written 7/4/12) The smell of gunpowder in the air, the scent is explosive and I stare, through the leaves of the trees and glare, of the residual smoke from the affair.  Fireflies glow by in pairs, the … Continue reading →

(Late Entry – Written 6/30/12) Draped over me like sweat on a smoltering day in Savannah is the concern that I’m somehow missing out on an opportunity.  My eyes reflect the simultaneous temperament of a puppy and a volcano, but … Continue reading →

This eventual fear transposes itself upon a portrait of a younger man in the form of regret.  How can the caretaker of a sickly animal arrive to the conclusion that death, here and now, is the best outcome?  These are … Continue reading →