Posted in Scribbles on Sep 7th, 2004 No Comments »
Well, I’ll tell you, whoever did this is gonna pay. I looked up at him. I did this. I know. But all I’m saying is that someone is gonna pay. That doesn’t make any sense. Who am I gonna pay? Myself? He smiled. Don’t you worry is all I’m saying. An ambulance wailed in the [...]
Posted in Observation on Jul 16th, 2004 1 Comment »
“That’s definitely biscuits and gravy, girl, definitely biscuits and gravy.” “Mardi Gras is a very dirty time. Drinkin’ and whores.”
Posted in Poetry on Jul 14th, 2004 No Comments »
Zeno’s Father tried to tell him, standing in a pool of limpid moonlight, a word. A word that would explain, and would excuse his son from suffering, and allow him to see. But that word cannot be told. It is a snapping and firing, making manifest for a moment an understanding, on the cusp beyond [...]
Posted in Musings on Jul 10th, 2004 1 Comment »
The universe is trying to tell me something, and it’s trying to tell me with rabbits. Yesterday morning, Keiko and I were walking around our property when a small gray rabbit crossed our path and ran beneath a fence and into some brush. I was happy, because I’m always happy when I see rabbits around [...]
Posted in Musings on Jul 8th, 2004 2 Comments »
“Once in great while, however, the right person is fortunate enough to get the right dog, to have the time to take care of it, to connect with it in a profound way. It takes a confluence of luck and timing, being at a particular point in life that coincides with the nature, breeding, and [...]