

MicrocosmMy late, hazy summer was spent chasing another breeze-dancing leaf, this time over the Taconic mountains grasping it for a time, and then casting it away.Microcosm
These autumn days I spend monitoring the woods through my window for explorative bears, though it's getting less likely; they're all claiming earthen dens.
When I'm navigating the sort of crystalline cold that seizes you by your ears, nose and fingers, they'll be down there, surrounded by the sort of complete silence where you can hear your nerves hum.
I look forward to this, the moments of &n


Ferris wheelTrudging on the high-noon-baked concrete stomping on sidewalk cracks, he savoured the few hours before his shadow would creep out from under his feet to show him its daily disdain.Ferris wheel
He was moving but not going anywhere, walking an urban treadmill - stoplights and oilstains and litter and bone trees circling up, up behind his heels, ferris-wheeling back down to meet his step.
Afternoon arrived with the smog mounting partial venetian blinds to the sun.
His shadow stared at him, his face, but with all features machete-hacked-off smoothed


In absentiaIt dawned (grudgingly) on him that he was the blank-faced, forty-year-old hyperbolically pedestrian farmhand, not wholly content but not quite contesting his lot in life;In absentia
his needs were few, his wants were none, his imagination and hunger and dissatisfaction muffled under so many bales of hay and years of interminable winters and layers of dead skin.
This new day, the sun rose blinding red, the pigments in a newborn calf's blood, and in increasingly foul-mouthed schizophrenic zeal he swore a new Apostle's Creed to trace hyperbolically
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Proud big brother of garbagegirl89.
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Peace in the world or the whole world in pieces.
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