bad dream last night... defeat The boardwalk is almost completely empty. If I look as far as I can see east, then west, perhaps I can spot three solitary figures as tiny silhouettes against the grey December sky. S…
the next day's thoughts...
A River Runs Through It
I stand in the Winter Garden looking down. My back toward the grand
stairs and the vast room and the palm trees and the mirror-like polish
on the floor and t…
21 years ago this summer... ( a slight re-write as I continue polishing a few pieces)
Taxi Service
The radio asked us to "ten-one the house," so we
stopped at the diner and I used the phone to call in. It wa…
Keyboarding remains difficult, and I'm tired of dictating to Speech Recognition, so another re-run/re-write... sorry, but I wanted to let you all know I'm ok, I'm healing (burns really suck)... anyway, a tribute to the r…
Friday re-run on PTSD: Exhausted from being up all night, The Collected Essays of Me Harassing Educators prepared in print and web forms for an October conference. A conversation on Ireland's new number one Breakfast Sho…
It is not a disregard for humanity, it is simply self-preservation. a re-write from a few years ago... Internal Affairs údarás
He has that "cop stare" down. He has worked on perfecting it. Must have been sweet …
memory (with perhaps a little Dos Passos inspiration)...
mourning
dobrón a dhéanamh
Of course they played Danny Boy. Which is really the Derry Aire, ya
know that? right? Anyway, of course they did. Oh God, t…
I'm just playing with words and images... the weight an meáchan
Taj
said he'd meet me in the Sheep Meadow at four, but I was there by two,
feeling kind of loopy from the too early summer heat that was
satura…