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A friend of mine rides hard, tells me he’s biked a million miles on those BMW Ks. Takes off between semesters at the university ..

WOMB The morning fog is a quiet womb that hides the birth of day anticipating nerves and noise and news as the saber tooth sun is born ..

In the overlay of heaven and Earth, the thinnest place I know is down a long road on my scooter where there is timeto think thingsall the wa..

The summers flicker past with the thunder of horses running across a mountain of memory in a bowl of tumbled time. A wry smile freeze-frame..

Outside my groggy windows, the new sun is an impresario doing his tricks again. It is going to be a good day. He has turned the pre-da..

Tiny chains lead back from my ankles to dark rooms where my beasts live in short films.They flicker on damp walls, and disembodied voices ec..

The astronomy people think they have made a new discovery; seems the universe is expanding much faster than expected I know why. We&rsquo..

Sandy lived in a sultry trailer under the shade of live oaksbasking in the heat and humidityof a roaring Florida sun. Her eyes made me thi..

Often my thoughts, woven in the air, are descended upon by crows who find them, one eye at a time, and eat them like corn in a f..

SCREEEECHCHUNCRASH!!! And the empty sky rolls over with a ponderance of silence on a warm day in December. Two metal entities occupy the..