“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
“May such calm of soul be mine, so as to meet the force of circumstances” Aeschylus I’m feeling the weight of my humanness. You know what I mean? Maybe it’s because we recently celebrated the crucifixion of an innocent man, or all the suffering splashed across our television screens, or the simple fact that wearing […]
“Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags and throws away food.” Austin O’Malley Early this morning I awake to a murder of crows hiding out in my magnolia tree probably trying to verify if the heady conspiracy of an extra garbage day is true or not. I listen to their crazy banter as […]
Living in the Gap 