181110

I don’t remember the details of our fight. Presumably, there was an exclamation of “I’ll stop you!” likely replied with a “Never, you fool!” and then followed by a satisfactory measurement of episodic violence, as is common in such cases. Whatever the peril, I managed to best the alien in combat…

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Dreams, roots, and red.

Welcome to the deep of the dark, May 5, this year. I was just home from three weeks spent dashing between Seattle, Hawaii, and L.A. for assorted reasons and purposes. My bags slouched heavy where I dropped them by the front door; a neat stack of empty takeout containers on the kitchen counter from a […]

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CHANGE IS CONSTANT, GROWTH IS OPTIONAL

It’s nearly 2 a.m. I think I was kicked awake by something large passing through my dreams. A shape, that’s all I can remember, as though I were treading water in the warm Mediterranean and looked down at something enormous quietly parting the sea beneath me, shoving aside the bioluminescent phytoplankton like a bouncer crossing the pit – CBDR! (Constant Bearing, Decreasing Range) …

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Bleating Hearts

In the dream, I was doing a favor for Billy Dee Williams. At 79 years, he was getting tired of being harassed by an obnoxious Star Wars fan in a Greedo mask who kept demanding that Williams drink Colt 45 with him and answer inane questions about Cloud City. I offered to meet the fan […]

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