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Boatsman On The River Styx

Boatsman On The River Styx

I am in a shallow boat running low. The oars stroke rhythmically, consistently, no deviation in time or speed, tick tock mind the clock. Push, drop, pull, raise, glide. Tick. Push the arms forward. Tock. Drop the blades in the water. Wind the clock. Tick. Pull using all the muscles in the back and arms […]

The Fat Tailed Lizard in the Philippines (Seeking Tukó)

The Fat Tailed Lizard in the Philippines (Seeking Tukó)

Originally posted on Adventures of an American Traveler:
Awakened by a Demon The demon screeched as if being tortured in the pits of hell where every last inch of its flesh was flayed and the writhing, skinless, oozing body was dipped in rock salt and set on a slow-burning flame. “Uh-Ooooooo, Oh-Noooooo, Tu-Qoooooo, Fu-Quuuuu, Quuuu-Quu-uuu-uu-u”…

Wrapped In Flesh

Wrapped In Flesh

Armies of flying foxes unhinge themselves from the Banyan tree in the old graveyard and drive across the city like smoke. ~Arundhati Roy I used to watch them from the backseat of the car on the way home from the office when we drove across the crumbling bridge burdened by belching busses held together by […]

Sometimes, The End Is A Centipede

Sometimes, The End Is A Centipede

I go into a dark room looking for a record album and feel in my hand the wriggling form of a centipede who has chosen to sleep in the binding. ~Julio Cortázar With my writing, I explore the dark rooms of my soul, those buried places visible briefly at the tail end of a blink […]

My Childhood Was Auctioned off To The Only Bidder

My Childhood Was Auctioned off To The Only Bidder

Originally posted on Adventures of an American Traveler:
The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence. ~Roy T. Bennett With the sale of the family Summer Estate in Central Wisconsin in March of 2018, the second to last vestige of my childhood goes the way of the final Dodo bird clubbed…

Ant Breath

Originally posted on Adventures of an American Traveler:
When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke I am…

Belizean Waters

Belizean Waters

Originally posted on Adventures of an American Traveler:
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace. ~ Kate Chopin The First Thing… Chillin’ @ The Beach The first thing I learned upon arrival in Belize is their primary language…

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