STEP THIS WAY

In the corners of the desert whispers drain out as sweat becomes the turpentine from unnecessary movement   desert flowers draw on moisture in the air   bones lost in storms become the crossroads of the hunted   each direction is an unknown destination while the lost and stubborn follow the moon   tears stain … More STEP THIS WAY

LONG AND FLAT

The back surface of roads the lost brother of travel the flats where crossroads connect unevenly in chaos a point of standing stranded out of position   rest areas, concrete tables chained garbage cans a sterile living room absent of comfort.   cars park lovers confess secrets while drinking warm beer   there’s a casual … More LONG AND FLAT

PASSING THROUGH

Into the desert. Road signs peppered like a wasteland war. The air is solid with evenings coolness stepping in. Jack rabbits feet sing out an escape, hoping for luck. A lunar terrain, scattered with hungry plants and starving weeds.   The sun fell into a distant comfortable corner. Stars hold their distance, offering an occasional … More PASSING THROUGH

FURTHER AWAY

The desert is a departing thief. Black and white forming faint shadows while breaking away an afternoon sun into night.   Billboards stare back with origami eyes, glaring with silver lights onto roads running to the edge of the earth.   Continuing with a deeper falling, we feel upside down as if a herd of … More FURTHER AWAY

STAY AWAY

The desert curls itself up flat at night   an uncaring carnage of sand and spiders   day’s heat retreats into silence, leaving a numbing damp cold   cactus stand guard over barren and nothing   snakes slither into holes and under useless rocks   scavenger animals prowl without much to show   it’s lifeless … More STAY AWAY

KEEP ON WALKING

Stop signs with bullet holes and a broken billboard oversee a wide intersection where the desert has no friends.  Roadside trash lay mangled under scrub brush.  Rain has no business here.  Insects run safely across the road; shade belongs someplace else. Lightening scrapes a distant mountain top. Sheets of blue rain find someplace else to … More KEEP ON WALKING

MOVING THROUGH

It reminded me of a glass floor. Where the walk was careful and steps were applied lightly.  There was a common passageway of knowledge. Absent of detours.  A place where the brave refuse to rest, like unbroken thoughts of youth; deep breathes full of life’s long roads. Boundaries refrained from become reduced, yielding to the … More MOVING THROUGH

WELCOME

The oversight of day. The thinkers living on caffeine. The poets and playwrights.  The The oppressed and faithful.  They all come to the Midnight Diner.   A box car express rumbles by as cars with dents and paint scrubbed by desert winds breach the dirt parking lot, gliding over pot holes and crushed beer cans. … More WELCOME

HEADING HOME

HEADING HOME   Farewell to day.  The heat layered high through dawn, spreading wide over spaces where long shadows formed beyond ancient obstacles burdened into place.   Night….finally moved in.   People casually scattered.  Stars opened their windows onto a black sky.  The desert diner closed up; its neon’s splizzed out a last drizzle of … More HEADING HOME

LIFE OF DESERT

The desert is fevered in heat. Dry without compassion. Life on the edge of edges. A moment in the sun risks everything. The temperature is a million candles, burning sand into glass. There is no running.  Breathing is labored.  Hats fail at being hats. Desert sound is silent at night. Flying creatures move without friction. … More LIFE OF DESERT