No need to mark me with a stoneRemember me, or notThe measure of man was never the lengthOf his obelisk, crypt, or plotThat won’t be me there, under the grassTo fret over whether it’s tendedYou’ll hear me whisper through the rainUntil my sighs are endedUnconfined to biomassBeneath a polished rockNo telling what next form I’ll … [more]
Of Balancing Affliction Scales, and Numbering the Beast
18-November-2025 by 4 Comments
A signal inclusion is the enumerated interrogation of discomfort: “What’s your pain number?”
To My Dear Children
24-May-2023 by 7 Comments
…on the dangerous idea of love. Terrifying as it may sound, I implore each of you to open your hearts and love someone, some animal, some machine, some experience, some moment. Know that it will fade. People will disappoint you; beloved pets will die on your watch; history may bend toward justice but it degenerates, … [more]
Darkly Dawns the Solstice
1-December-2019 by 10 Comments
A couple of years later, I left the careful silence of our never-home apartment to spend my birthday alone, sleeping rough under a ’58 Willys in the company of my good dog Junior and a dented bourbon flask.
Light One Candle
6-January-2019 by 8 Comments
I don’t know his name and never will. That candle is hard for me to label, and even harder to light. May his memory, tough though that is, be for a blessing.
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