Sweetpea Animatedly Paced The Room
He was telling my housemate Lane and I about his sojourn to the Carnegie Museum to see this fantastic exhibition of work by Pierre Alechinsky. He couldn't explain it clearly…
Entries from my very first blog, The Open Book
My Grandmother Stood At The Counter In The Kitchen And Sighed In Desperation.
The questions just kept coming. They wouldn't stop. No matter how often she answered. No matter how much she pleaded. She went into the dining room to the hutch where…
Where Are They?
I’m standing in the middle of the road on the double yellow line at the five mile marker made from a question mark holding a gun to my head. Where…
Names Come From Somewhere
On the day I was born a boy living in a round house in South Africa looked to the sky knowing somehow that fate had now been sealed while my…
I’m Standing In The Middle Of The Road
On the double yellow line with the gun pointed to my head. This world is insane. I look at the faces of people as they walk down the street. I…
I Am In A Box
I’m staring at the ceiling. I’m lying in a box, but it is also like being in a cage. I think I’m supposed to sleep here, but I’m not tired.…