Overlapping, crisscrossing, waves un-stilled. Roiled! Who kept track, Who kept time, One, two, each second, low, soothing, Lives lived in seconds, Seventy years, eighty years…
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Overlapping, crisscrossing, waves un-stilled. Roiled! Who kept track, Who kept time, One, two, each second, low, soothing, Lives lived in seconds, Seventy years, eighty years…
I CLOSE HER EYES fires stormed the endless earth spinning us beginnings, no end — a dearth of light, no dark, down, no up, a…
At times the future seemed long in coming, but looking back life passed so fast. If you didn’t grab hold, you missed it. I can’t…
On this day, 21,900 days ago, a train took a young man in search of his himself, a journey beginning on a rainy and cold…
It was the summer of 1959, I’d just finished my junior year at Central High and needed a job. My uncle Louie, through a family…
My father Billy, whose father was Billy, named me Billy, like America ain’t enough awash in Billy: Joel, Graham, Bob Thornton. But I’m not just…
It’s not the easel red-faced posing bare, It’s the brushes that keep me from daubing A palette of magentas and iridescent blues, It’s not…
I met Clove for the first and last time at the Peppermint Lounge, outside Biloxi, Mississippi. It was a Sunday night. Over a few whiskies…
This is a song, the lyrics which were written by Huddie William Ledbetter, the real name of Lead Belly, an American folk and blues singer,…
Was it her chestnut hair or the moon’s rays that leapt off in highlights after downpours in life’s gray rain? Was it the glitter drawn…
Sound has an uncanny way to take us back in time. I once had the good fortune to spend time on an isolated island off…
In South Dakota you can drive in nearly a straight line across I-90 for ten hours enveloped in standing corn and well kept farms yielding,…
As a kid I lived for a time in my grandparent’s house, an old Victorian, across the street from the Blue Moon Bar, smack in…
“Diane” I’m in heaven when I see you smile Smile for me, my Diane And though everything’s dark, all the while I can see you,…