JOURNEYS, PART 12; THE ALMOSTS

— Trust time to remember the dream where the river was a rhapsody we attempted to outrun, never knowing how much the melody would meander. We were minor steps trying to make our motions major, swept up in golden grains of thoughts that slipped through our minds like the waves along the shore. — Trust […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 11; BEING BOLD

— Beauty is raw beneath this blood red sky where we lie delirious, licking at lazy, drunken ships trudging through bitter beds, frantic to find our way to smoother seas. ‘Man is but a whisper,’ the Shadows sing to the Sun but I want to milk the storm before my summer sinks beneath the shade. […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 10; THE REST

— Revisiting a past poem as my journey hits its 43rd Birthday THE REST I was once silent amid the noise, shadowing the world in stillness while all else found its motion, watching dreams slip swiftly through fumbling hands. I’d been held and felt nothing in that very touch but the visceral arousal of man […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 9; ONCE, UPON A SUMMER

  It was summer stock and season of blondes; darker tones bleached to an inch of white, at first so fair and fragile, translucent tracks tethered to nothing more than temporary teases, interval acts pitching and playing and parting before the important performers took their permanent positions. I was high on a hiccup of happiness […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 8; DISTANT DESIRES

— Time is a delicious desire to embrace eternity, an impossibility, a glass cloud in a steel sky, a shivering snowflake on the surface of the sun and we are all single sailors on a vast ocean, trying to catch a kiss on the other side of the universe. — All words and photographs by […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 7; METAMORPHOSIS

— How still it is, silent beneath the somber shade of night, beyond the light already departed. Alone in thoughts that twist and turn and dig deep amid the this and that, the important and the redundant, the stillness builds, oblivious to the restlessness beneath my skin, between my toes, a sense of something unseen, […]

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