Spring Cleaning No. 1

It is an April evening. The sun is fading fast behind a forest of transparent trees. I am a shadow, growing, caressing the broken branches of a wind-shattered willow lying scattered upon the ground. When they ask me why I did not attend the writers’ retreat, I will tell them that I had something better…

Let Love Rule

The rain begins, tentative drops splashing on my windshield. I leave the windows cracked and turn up Empire of the Sun, a private concert for the pedestrians passing by, travelers newly risen from the dry underground into a world now wet. “We are the people who rule the world.” I have my doubts. Nearing home,…

S&G

When the woman in my head tells me that my battery level is low and shuts off my Bluetooth headset, I leave my earbuds in my ears and listen to the sound of silence. I resolve to no longer bow and pray to the neon gods, to pay attention more closely to the words of…

Luciferous

Moths and other creatures become disoriented by the light, artificial fire confused with the moon as the guiding orb to steer by. So too the human who with tattered wings flies toward any beacon’s rise, blinded by that which shines but does not illuminate the unwise. Oct. 28, 2011

Urban Garden

In this city scape where we sow the seeds of faith some of us are fertilizer little hard white beads compacted by years of manufactured privilege to be softened by living water and spread with wisdom for too much will burn the fledgling plants others are the black loam that knows the memory of another…

Drone

The hand on the joystick makes a subtle twist. The view dips into the confines of a ravine then bursts free to reveal the lights of a town glimmering like eyes in the dark face of the ground. A red light flickers across the screen. TARGET ACQUIRED The finger touches the trigger. Twin streaks race…

A Ticket To Rise

The smell hit me soon after I got off the Metro. On the sidewalk in the throng of milling red I look over to see the dark mass of bags and clothes curled up against the outer wall of the Verizon Center. I am here because of a player’s generosity through connections I was not…

Prayer of the Seeker

Sometimes, when the feeling comes upon me, I look up from this world of myself and realize anew, that in the place I stand in, many others stood and slept and worked, dreamed and died. The mist of memories, of strange lands and times unravels before my eyes, and the longing to know comes. How…