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 [...]