But Not Always

Last night, the sky looked like a black lawn. I went to bed and had a fast dream. It might have meant something, I’m not sure.  It’s hard work salvaging scrap metal from flying bullets. I don’t [...]

The Truth About Love

Long ago, when music was rectangular, I was voted by my senior class “most likely to survive capital punishment.” Of course, there are many different kinds of love. Some are angry fun, others, a [...]