Peculiar Bird

These days I feel like cousin to a pelican – ponderous creatures relying on thermals to gather them along as they soar above the sandy shores of the California coastline where I grew up. Rarely alone and most often in small groups, pelicans possess a sharpshooter’s...

Pyromancer

Fanning the still air, back and forth, back and forth, alchemist palming the blue fire of potential; it stifles me, this heat, blood clearly not meant for boiling. Tools line up like minions awaiting my grasp; mute, dumb things without which this half-acre garden...

Orchestral

Rain rolls in fits and starts down the runnels of the grey metal roof, clinking onto metal strata, bouncing off plywood placed just so to prevent the elder Lab from setting teeth to soil, who knows why, lately it’s his thing, no harm, only odd in his well-provisioned...

Run-on

All my life I’ve struggled with the spoken word. Anytime I engage in conversation, I’ve got a litany of words streaming through my head, Matrix-like, and must sort through them in order to ensure what I’m about to say lends proper weight, meaning, gravitas. At the...