Monthly Archives: March 2013

Peter Pan

We stood in the light of possibilities, but didn’t know which way to choose. We happened across sensuality               to let go this shadow. to take your hand and flee. A block of boulevard … Continue reading

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8 Minutes to Midnight Video

I always thought it would be nice to do a visual piece for this song, “8 Minutes to Midnight” off of the Gidgets & Gadgets album, so I did.  The footage was captured by Joshua Force and James Force in … Continue reading

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Shoebox (My 50th post!)

I was five years old living outside of Atlanta, Georgia, when I started collecting Topps baseball cards -50 cents a pack with a piece of rock-hard, chewing gum packaged inside.  I cut my cheeks once a week.   The packs had … Continue reading

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Land-locked Directions

A white-tip, reef shark pulled up in a maroon, Chrysler mini-van. “Is this Nevada?” he asked leaning out the driver-side window. “It’s New Hampshire,” I replied.  “Nevada’s about 2000 miles that way.” “Goddamned land,” the reef shark barked. He lit … Continue reading

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Modern Colonial

Near the heart of a city -closer to the lung- I stood smoking an American Spirit between three towers taller than Babel. A colonial blacksmith -in a tri-corner cap- commuted by. “I’m off to the Freedom Trail,” he said into … Continue reading

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A bad joke to tell at a party when the beer is running low.

There was once a man named Greg who wanted a perfect wife. He put a five-karat diamond on a platinum band, Then shoved it to base of his penis. ‘The first girl,’ he said, ‘to retrieve it completely hands-off, keeps … Continue reading

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Second

Every second of your life is your entire life, passing second by second.

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