Salvia Advice

Rickety roller coaster ride of life — like one-way street — is often unforgiving.

Measuring The Odds

And what if the ground were to swell and open and swallow this rock? Would it feel anything like the collapse?

From The Pallisades

We walked along the bluffs, our stomachs full, our heads slightly fogged, and our jackets wrapped tightly around our torsos. It was a perfect Christmas sunset on the West Coast, certainly an unexpectedly awesome experience.

I Was A Mouse

I was consumed by darkness. I was trampling across cold hardwood floors and down endless stairs. I strafed walls. I could not be caught. I wined and dined each night while the tenants in this dingy apartment snored and coughed and farted. Then one day they brought home a cat. That’s how I became past-tense.

Rise Over Run

There is a slope to this hill down which we’re tumbling. We may emerge all cracked and broken, but we’ll be looking up as starry skies transform into baby blue mornings. Distant trains like organs yawning approach at dawn. Here is peaceful.

Oceanic Events

An unwinding staircase collects debts from lost travelers momentarily baffled by their improper geographical location. The placid Atlantic has claimed new victims.

Swinging From A Shard Of Metal

Singing slowly into molten ears from the summit of a notion only burns your throat.

The Last Outpost

All guts and no brains. All heart and no sense. Whatever it is that keeps me here searching for an answer, it is not worth my precious time. The last outpost has not responded to the signal sent from central station. The abandoned place has never seen quieter days. Mission control, do you read me?

Faces In Snow

Alone in a broken shaft of light, shattered fractals and blinding glares, all sightless singers are deafened poets.

Where The Fantasies Are

Spontaneous cutaneous eruptions bring fingers to mouths to suck all the poison out and nowhere in sight is a doctor who might stave off infection or repel disease there is only the diminishing wick of a scented candle that is kept lit to guide home soldiers from foreign soils like knights on white horses or dreams that transport sleepers from slumber to bliss.