The crisp air blows clarity enough to pull up the jacket collar for the old man strolling at the park. He sees his past clearer without the dust of regret that hot days bring. Or the frenzy of kaleidoscopic emotions that simmer in summer months like a swarm of bees. His path … Continue reading Crisp Clarity
A sticky sweet smell hangs in the air as the crisp breeze abates. A shepherd, some workers, and a white-tailed rabbit like actors in a silent film amble without rush. The sun blankets the morning dew. There is no beginning or end between sips of warm coffee.
A symphony of groaning frogs greets my arrival as I step through the damp night. I peer over the top level of the parking garage searching for a creek or marsh to explain this daily midnight oddity but find no answers. Soon, tired glances betraying hearts of gold will cling to the consolation of … Continue reading Night Shift
“We’re looking for only the best and brightest motivated team players” he pitched to a crowd of applicants. He wore his suit sharply and enunciated well. To most of the twenty somethings in his audience he was trustworthy and modelish. A few shaggy-haired listeners wandered past his lacquered smile to the booth titled … Continue reading The Packaged Life
O ambition Why have you ravaged my body for want now I'm in need? And through the drone that I promised would never swallow me, but the hubris did indeed. There must be some novelty sensation some color unseen, smell brash to jolt my misery.
You used to be there egging me on when I lacked courage or singing to me when I was lonely. My + 1 at parties you never stood me up or guilt tripped me into concession. And when I left YOU for my world you never complained. Your jealousy for taxes, marriage, and a … Continue reading The voices inside my head
He spent his days defying mediocrity running marathons and hosting award lunches. Underneath the achievements he may have felt his empty heart had he given himself space to feel. But for every medal there was a feeling suppressed for it was his own averageness when allowed to grow that gave him the best prize … Continue reading Rest for the perfectionist