When I was a young boy, about twelve years old or so, I took a ride in a hot air balloon.  Now I only start off with this because it is one of my most enduring memories.  It was at a state fair and the man running the thing would take… Read full post »

Gandharvas Gabriel


    The growling bangs and bumps of some distant cosmic planetary explosion, a million light years away, a million years ago, shakes loose my drum skin tight mind.  It rattles loose memories and thoughts and memories of thought, lost in thought of legends, nature… Read full post »

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I made it through the night, like all the other nights since I set out, without a great deal of trouble.  It isn’t entirely easy since I’ve found I don’t like being alone and I’m not fond of the dark.  I’m a grown man and my mother and Fisher don’t feel… Read full post »

That old revolutionary spirit.


I compose it first in minor key, f to a minor to g to c, let it raise to major and then the diminuendo, composite 2, running scales, scales after ghastly scales.  Cut and paste, copy and paste, stick here and there, stuck together with electronic glue, here… Read full post »

In the center of everything, the center of the universe a light blooms open like a flower.
Its been a long long time and it spreads open, its been a long long time now.
In the middle of everything, its bursts forth, a thousand thousand petals
A thousand petals all velvet and soft, all… Read full post »

The Prophet

Across the river, the bone eaters bang out rhythms and chant.  They beat out their music on wood and bone and stone.  They dance together in wide circles, their flowing robes spinning and trailing behind them, throwing sparks and dirt up into the night air.  He sits on the o… Read full post »

Ivan turned the corner on the gravel path.  It was no more really than an old goat path though the mountains, the mountains the high peaked dusty desert mountains.  The silence echoing off them was deafening.  It has been three days now that he has been lost and separated from his
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      Mischa had always been such a good communist, though never a member of the party.  He always did everything asked of him and believed every word told him.  Mischa eyes are red, he looks raw.  He knows how to follow orders and how not to ask unpleasant que… Read full post »

Walking past the clapboard plastic toy house, he stumbles and cannot seem to regain his balance.  It is ten thirty in the morning and he is already drunk, but what difference does that make…what is time to him.  The street surrounds him as he slowly lowers himself to the pavement to… Read full post »

Night in Ramallah

     She sits on the half collapsed bench in the little court yard behind her broken down house.  The courtyard is cold and dark and filled with nothing but broken bits of everything, broken rocks, broken toys, everything broken deep into dust.  She kick… Read full post »

   The car growled and shook as it idled in the Amtrak parking lot.  I sat in the passenger seat and turned my camera around in my hands, absent mindedly.
      “Hey put that away before dude gets here, man.” the driver said
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I have this agent that I deal with, for my work that is not posted here, sorry but I keep the best stuff for myself and those with the check signing hands.  Anyway, this agent asked for a rewrite on one of my books after a very favorable assessment but still… Read full post »

Not so very long ago, there existed an alien race called the Araxaiians. The Araxaiians were a advanced race but they were in the midst of a crisis for their home planet, which was inexplicitly named simply Na’a, was over-populated and growing very short on natural resources. The Araxaiians had… Read full post »

Hey I found the Wikipedia entry on Southern Illinois, which is where I was born and still live.  It is in fact the greatest place on Planet Earth, I am empathetic about this little known fact.  Check out the entry and check out more about this wonderland of place...hell, if you… Read full post »

well to the three people who actually read this I must say that we are at a bit of a break with this story for awhile.  We have indeed reached the spot where my old computer ate the story and until I can piece it back together from memory, there will… Read full post »

We headed east, plowing fast though what I found to be a surprisingly thick yet sinuous mass of city, of people and things. Everywhere I turned my head, every place my eyes stopped there was so much to see, so much to take in…the feeling became nauseating and then it became… Read full post »

The sun is setting, it is dusk and soon it will be dark and very very cold. Ivan looks up towards the sky to see it turning a bruised purple, he watches as the stars start to burn though the sky, first one and then ten and etc. There is a… Read full post »

Today I found an absolute treasure trove of CDs under by bed.  I haven't seen most of these CDs in ten years or more (which tells you how clean and orderly I am).  They all things I bought back in high school.  I only list them here, in this basically worthless… Read full post »

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I have never in all my life seen anything like the scene I see now before me and as long as I may possibly live never…never again will I of that I am sure, and never will I ever feel the feeling swelling up inside me. The bursting… Read full post »

His mind drifts, his attention strays and before he can regain full power over himself, he finds himself back home, in his village north of Moscow, his poor little village with its quiet kind of energy. All the snow covered everything, all the life buried beneath the cold winter’s frost, all… Read full post »

Ivan turned the corner on the gravel path.  It was no more really than an old goat path though the mountains, the mountains the high peaked dusty desert mountains.  The silence echoing off them was deafening.  It has been three days now that he has been lost and separated from his/… Read full post »

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We have been quiet for a while, quite a while in fact. A total silence just came over us I guess. It’s just as well, though, because for my part I definitely find myself without any words. I am filled with excitement. I… Read full post »

“Isa, I have been thinking.”

“Okay, about what? I think a lot, too, you know. I guess you could say that I think for kind of a hobby or maybe an occupation…wait, no, well maybe…no, I think my occupation is a shoemaker or…what is it called?…a cobbler? And… Read full post »

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It has been quite a while since I last have spoken with you (or rather written anything for you) and I feel that I should apologize. I have been lazy. I feel, however, that a large part of my diligence has returned so that should be… Read full post »

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I woke up this morning in a snow and ice covered Odessa, Missouri. I slept most of the way here, waking every so often, often enough to say with some certainty that there is nothing between Arriba, Colorado and Odessa, Missouri.… Read full post »