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Writing is trying to know beforehand what one would write if one wrote, which one never knows until afterward. — Marguerite Duras

Alpha Beta–Greek for a mere set of letters (+ an ampersand
Beginnings so humble ‘til names emerge like Delta & Omicron
Calibrated—twice spliced with malignant mutations Read More »

On the eve of the fall Equinox with equal day and equal night, the light and darkness teases us with choice. Will the certainty of uncertainty or the flow of natural flux—surrender or reign? Will the god of orbs give us a second chance? Will the facets of our fortunes blend, bleed or exceed our expectations? Would that I could summon earth, water, fire, air & space in a single vision—handle it like candlelight—and stabilize the vertigo. Perform an intervention on human hubris. Read More »

Sometimes you slide into a situation—sometimes a situation slams into you—and sometimes you entice a situation. Unreliable narrators supply illusive information—prisms play tricks and clues elude. Here’s where you slip undercover out in the open. You reinvent the pieces, reshuffle the cards, examine the springs on the trap, splice frames from the past (exorcise the useless ones), test future angles, split the present and re-examine. For a fleeting moment engage the rational mind, then abandon for delicious instincts as you gather & weave—‘til a silken path of abstract patterns unfurls. Read More »

Since the launch of my initial website 3,151 days ago (10/5/2012) to the unveiling of my new site today, I calculate I’ve taken @10,000 steps a day—discounted by 10% for sick days and 2 foot surgeries, but add back 10% to account for the up and down of 53 stair steps on the cliff at my previous residence for 3 years—for a total of 31,510,000 footsteps along the way—from there to here.

My more ethereal math tallies the glow of 95 full moons (accounting for 13 a month in 2 of those years) under which I cavorted with my demons & the primal. Read More »

Who would think I’d find myself (this holiday season) loitering, masked on the tracks, (probably holding up trains) while holding back a migraine – for fun!

Unlike my extrovert friends, I don’t miss crowded holiday parties drenched with glasses overfilled with empty chitchat. I don’t miss my favorite restaurants in the holiday season, waiting an hour and a half to be seated. Now I order ahead, take it & go. I don’t miss the bustle of shoppers at Bloomies or the hustle of opportunists offering opioids. Although festive in color, I don’t miss miles of red tail lights backed up on the freeway. I don’t miss the gluttony and excess of holiday frenzy or assumptions gilded in gold. Read More »

Beneath the glow of a Hunter’s Moon swarm ghosts of All Hallows’ Eve
Skeletons & spiders’ venom vie for poisonous pleasures
Dripping decadence – cavorting with their demons Read More »

Head tilted (or is it the earth?) you and I slip into the mercurial creep. Lurking in the shadows of perception, you and I connect or dissect – test the tides of fate or the fate of tides. Plucked unpolished out of context and left to mingle, you and I will tangle or beckon – reinvent anew. Askew? I know I do – or will. And you? Read More »

Black lives have always mattered – to black people.
Lest you forget. Lest we forget to remember.
Africans shackled for white man’s greed – bound for black man’s hell & death knell.
Caribbean cargo charged to cutlass the cane.
Kept like nameless fine chattels – souls bundled and sold. Read More »

Imagine if you could bleach a lie – if truth went viral – and testing and tracing and treatment accompanied it.
Imagine if we could have a leader like Jacinda Ardern.
Imagine if we could convince the overly social to go the distance.
Imagine a fleet of potent anti-bodies.
Imagine if we could crack the code spinning in the wind.
Imagine a vaccine. Read More »

I’ve come at this from all directions – steeped myself in videos and lore, passing(s)and replays, lower level seats (1x), glimpses on the street – glances at the gym. I’ve puzzled proximity and ineffable connection. “I’ve got this,” I want to say. But I’m only beginning. I don’t want to rehash or re-litigate what experts espouse about the legendary #28. From my solo vantage point, I want to honor Black Mamba for the inspiration and illumination he gifted me. I want to torch the vague and vagaries – eliminate excuses. Pick a focal point and focus. I also want to run as fast as Usain Bolt. Read More »