Automatic For The People

Automatic For The People

I got this cassette tape for my birthday in 1993. That was 28 years ago at a skating rink in my hometown. It still plays. It has a little bit of that stretched tape warble. Which only makes the nostalgic lump in my throat harder to squeeze air past. In either...
Cookie Mail

Cookie Mail

Last night I baked off some cookies. We ate them together at the table. Harbour wanted me to save one for him to have today. He was very concerned about it; asking to be sure I’d saved it. I pulled some parchment out of the drawer and made a quick-and-dirty...
Not Meant for Cutting Down

Not Meant for Cutting Down

You were not meant to do that job.Bear that fruit. Carry that weight. You are remembered.Lovingly. Longingly. Your fingers reaching skyward.Wicking light. Exhaling life. Your limbs, earthward.Resigned. Relieved. You were failed.You were felled. The weight was not...
Another Late One

Another Late One

Then I drove home in the middle of the night. Alone on tar rivers oozing under heavy air. A 35mph speed limit. I was Heinz ketchup before squeeze bottles. I was a go kart with a governed throttle. Time itself signaled and passed; in a double yellow section, of course....
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