Transgenic

With the sky dark, the air cold, honestly...isn't this late autumn day full of meteorological change? Surely. Or maybe I am full of change. And stretching the world to meet my spiritual projections. In any case, it is full of fear, particularly this morning, for another day has dawned and another date with the automotive unknown. Vis-à-vis the Dumbarton Bridge. Yes, I am journeying to Fremont, gateway to the east. That's where the van guys now hang out, the ones who turned an innocent Dodge into Read more [...]

Down Staircase

A slow burn, they call it, referring to an evenly maintained anger. And although this goes against my conditioned grain, there's much to be said for it. A little bit of anger, constantly simmering, maybe what's needed to keep the wheels turning, the life humming. Take my brother's stairway. I was taking it, that is the thing, and taking it badly. I saw no reason not to go up the down staircase. After all, I have done this plenty of times. But during Thanksgiving at my brother's house in Seattle, Read more [...]