Category Archives: lotus eaters

about people who are not facing the here and now, but have to be there and then on cell phones and ipods

Sexual

Dark gleaming curved metal and chrome purring in the dark parking lot quivering with throaty understated power thick dark tires firm, wide, confident. A resonant base beat shifts awareness reaches into the consciousness stirs awareness and interest in the dark … Continue reading

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Lament for a Pillar of Salt

They tell me your garden is overgrown by burdock thistle and wild mustard, and if there is no rain even weeds will wither there. I have no time to look: I hoe my own garden rows, carry buckets all day … Continue reading

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face to face

The armour lies in a heap just inside the door like sweaty hockey equipment at the end of the season. There across the shoulder the memory of a mighty blow by some now dead foe the once gleaming battle-sword now … Continue reading

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