A New World Will Rise

After the bombs, the riots, the protests, and all the rest of the excitement finally subside, all that will remain will be rats, roaches, and ruin. That, and those winos on the corner. Still trying to scrape together enough for a bottle – even though the liquor stores’s gone. When the shakes from detox subsideContinue reading “A New World Will Rise”

Witness

There is always, in every dive and bus bench and street corner and bar-stool and bank line-up some shifty gent with cracking skin, thick glasses, scars or scabs, who mutters curses under his breath to no one, seemingly, but me. I am the chosen one who soaks up the confessions of the lonely and lostContinue reading “Witness”

arriving at the rainbow gathering

nearing the beach at Sombreo for the first time lit on magic mushrooms, the hour approaches dawn-break my Quebecois companion leads the way in the quiet twilight we stumble through the dark forest trail trees enormous like in fairy tales mystic purple fog drifting in from the ocean we near the tree-line sound of wavesContinue reading “arriving at the rainbow gathering”