Abandoned train stations, old barns, houses like this write their own stories. How fast did the fall come. On one hour, on one day, did one single event cause everything that once was solid and … [Read more...] about Time…
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A hot day alright, and them flies were in my face before the sun rose over that ocean of black and green. The morning’s smell of eggs frying and bacon grease burning, and diesel exhaust and onions … [Read more...] about Oceans of Black and Green
Screaming August summer night bugs, take me back to the swamp as a boy. All I need is muddy knees and a dozen mosquito bites and I’d be home again. There was a world where a boy could be entertained … [Read more...] about August
I got asked, once again, why I’ve had so many covid tests. Simple answer: I’m not a sociopath. I don’t go to work in one building with one group of people every day. I can be inside and involved with … [Read more...] about This is why I test so often
My cousin, a few tears younger than me, brought up a very good point today. We are old enough to remember when space races could only be funded by nations, not people. We live in a nation where “tax … [Read more...] about Rich Men In Space, Poor Men On the Floor.
Watching the young boys dance, the spray of sweat and spit. Every duck and weave, and every punch that connects reminds me now that we are no longer the same. I’m no longer one of them, I’m a visitor, … [Read more...] about The Dance
My dad died so long ago I don’t remember much. I guess Fathers Day is the genesis of this post. I don’t think about him much anymore. I wore a mustache in his honor for thirty years, hating it. One … [Read more...] about Father’s Day…