Caribbean Isle Notes #4
I stand there in the distance of your gaze. A marvel, mirage, and simulacra made manifest by your worldly desires. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #4
I stand there in the distance of your gaze. A marvel, mirage, and simulacra made manifest by your worldly desires. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #4
We’ve recently witnessed a long line of people who’ve resorted to tears when faced with the glaring spotlight of wrongful or depraved actions. They are like wounded animals, cornered by the reality of their circumstance, nowhere to run or hide, using tears as a last gasp effort to win some sort of reprieve. Some have … Continue reading Tears of Privilege
Every Thanksgiving, after dinner, the entire family gathers around the television and watches a movie. A tradition with vague origins, like any other, adhered to with religious rigor. Continue reading Volume XV – November 2021
Is there a secret handbook you get when you become a billionaire? Are you given entrée into a secret world of knowledge that the average person isn’t privy to? Continue reading Billions
I hear the term “corrupt and broken” used a lot in reference to poor or failing governments across the world. It’s a funny label I’ve never seen applied to our government, no matter how dysfunctional our political system gets. Continue reading Corrupt and Broken
We have a tendency to use euphemisms for sensitive subjects. A fear of offending those that fit into a category, no matter how appropriate it may be. To that I say no more. Continue reading Stupid?
They ride the bus out to the far end of the island. Elbow to elbow, hip to hip, a nasal cocktail of sweat tinged cologne and room temperature sack lunches. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #3
A few months ago, a friend of mine saw pictures of militant protestors outside the Michigan statehouse. After some art twisting they convinced me to go in for a closer look. Continue reading View from Space #1
You read a book by the pool. The sun shining, birds singing; everything perfect in your little comfortable nook of the world – laying, thinking, consuming. Continue reading A Perfect Summer Day
Saturday is prologue. It’s the culmination of a long week, building to a crescendo of self-actualization. It looms in the distance, then seems to disappear instantly, lost in the stream of hope and indecision. Continue reading Volume XIV – September 2021