I’ve yet to write anything here concerning the thing that consumes most of my time, IT. I can’t think of much that is more dry or uninteresting to talk about than IT, so I don’t. I love the challenge of it, … Continue reading
mornings come and go some seem better than others one must move forward vexing me harshly must I yield to it’s urging? giving up the night my youth found the light welcoming it—arms open saved from the unknown a life … Continue reading
I grew up in a small rural area of Connecticut far from the New York suburban bedroom towns of Fairfield County. For the most part it was the sticks.My childhood summers were spent outside; and my constant companions were three … Continue reading
who is this big man? know he much the pains of life? —or is he acting? you were so betrayed does he know how your heart ached? does he know you cried? vacant reactions unfeeling and uncaring the reptile mind … Continue reading
days and nights fly by as if a runaway train— they escape my grasp Tweet
Many years ago, before my parents divorced, we used to make frequent car trips to Detroit from our home in Connecticut. The nature of these trips was to take my brother Joey, who had Down’s Syndrome (Trisomy 21), to see … Continue reading
outside looking in on the one tossed to and fro with indifference Tweet
When i sleep i’m free Days gone—and to come—retreat Free of distraction Tweet
