The last few weeks of my brother’s lives played out like the conclusion of a dramatic Hollywood script, a plot with a twist. The road trip they took, two weeks before the first death, became the beginning of a larger journey, the one in which they would both leave this world. I have decided to […]
This is how we Lounge in Floyd. Where the 1920s meet the 2020s. I call this one “the night life.” Cheers! More on Floyd’s Lush Lounge HERE.
You were talkative in last night’s dream but I don’t remember what you said about everyday stuff I wanted to tell you how I dropped down into a seabed of consciousness that I knew wasn’t mine There was no water No language or borders It wasn’t benevolent or malevolent but a source It just was […]
1. Every time my answering machine lights up with “13” messages, I want to take a picture of it and post it here. 2. The beauty of a blog is that no paper journal has ever had a search bar. 3. Then again, the blog is only as real as its server, its paid domain […]
The last few weeks of my brother’s lives played out like the conclusion of a dramatic Hollywood script, a plot with a twist. The road trip they took, two weeks before the first death, became the beginning of a larger journey, the one in which they would both leave this world. I have decided to […]
When there are no golden parachutes no safe place to land them When the arsonists hold the matches that hold us all hostage adding fuel to burning bridges while the whole world catches a Midas curse for the love of money that’s reduced to kindling and fanning flames ______Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
