The Waste (V)

Lucius and Ignatius were seasoned hands when it came to setting up their camp.  They easily retrieved their tent from what seemed to be a disorganized pile of sacks, bags, and boxes.  Paris regarded the size of the bag with dubious curiosity, but from the too-small-seeming package they unfolded, little by little an unexplainably large piece of […]

Lonesome Highway Syndrome

I don’t think it likely, when I present to you a very particular type of experience, that you will find yourself unable to relate.   I choose the words, “I don’t think it likely,”  very carefully, as undoubtedly, there are some who have not experienced that which I am about to describe.  For the small populous […]

RetroReflectiveCurrentContendednessSyndrome

I miss the days, of edamame and stand-up comedies. I miss the smiles and sways, laughs, drinks, and games. I miss the days of beers darts, and cheers. I miss those times, of wonder and wines. I miss those old flickers, without seeing the real pictures. I miss water guns, and I miss real fun. […]

Whiskey, Disappointment, Death.

Everyday I look at the outcomes, Each day I’m scanning the scene. I’m longing and searching and wishing for some kind of meaning. Everyday I desire an outlook, Each day want the serene. I’m begging and pleading, and yearning for everything to not be obscene. Everyday I yearn for a vista, A place to see […]