Archive for Rants

Wonder Bread

Martin finished making his sandwich by neatly slicing it into two vaguely triangular shapes.  It was a heavy, dense and darkly colored multi-grain affair with a rich, mahogany colored crust, offset by the almond white of Edam, baby spinach leaves poking out from under sun dried tomatoes whose wrinkly red-brown carcasses were blanketed in a [...]

The Parable of Finished

For Danyel †
Finished wasn’t done.
She woke up and started her day in the normal way, in line at Starbucks, a grande mocha capuccino, no foam, half soy and half skim put together by the same idiots that can’t get the foam right.  “No foam, you retard, no foam!  What is this, the special ed, short [...]

Dangerous Disguises

You look so young, you look so bright, you’ve just got to stay with me… this afternoon.
Cool air blows down between the gleaming buildings on seventeenth street as the thick angry sea colored sky parts as if before Moses and reveals the lances of light that I so love.  It’s between buses and the smell [...]

Standing at the Gates of the West

Start early.  Beat the storms.
It was half awake on energy drinks and a music mix of Lonesome Crowded West and Idle Will Kill and six in the morning in a red Toyota pickup, headed into the mountains.  Past Buena Vista, and long windy roads, pressed gravel (gray and rough as it lay atop the roadbed).  [...]

On The Conduct of Gentlemen

“Good morrow, sir.  How does the day find you?”
“Ahem, yes quite… wait, what?  Oh…”  The old man looks around as he wriggles his thick, reddish gray mustache, holding his pipe between his two fingers and lets out a gruff breath, puffing out his reddened cheeks and looking down from his stoop.
“I say, young man, what [...]

On Being Plastic

The sarge, dirt stained face, screamed at us as to take the hill, smacking each of our helmets with the butt of his gun and yelling “Get up that goddamn hill!”.  The dirt flew in my face as I began to waddle into position, legs affixed firmly to my standing platform as he waved his [...]

Roadtrippin

The wind was howling banshee through the broken silos and rotting timbers, the rusted quonsets and the dried up lake beds of a farm that had long since passed from bustling and verdant, to silence.  The hands of man beat down in a few scant years of their absence.  The worn handles of a wheelbarrow, [...]

Cowards Sing at Night

The sunlight streamed through the large plate glass window, the pink petals of the rose painted under the black letters that read florist had worn with time, debris and wind.  Dust seemed to hang in the air as the couple tentatively set foot into the shop.  “Hello?”  The coolers were filled with everything from stately [...]

Let Me Be Thong

High on life and low on sleep I stumbled out into the morning, my poor dog in hand.  Electric blue button up, charcoal cord shants, sockless in eras, and bespeckled with white wayfarer knock offs I was singing along to Future of the Left and scared this cute little old woman who nearly dropped her [...]

Breaking

He lifted up his brown trimmed coffee cup and slid the book over to me, pushing up his glasses as they were always sliding down his somewhat oily nose and took a drag off of his hand rolled cigarette and exhaled rapidly as he breathlessly shot out, “It’s kind of ironic, I mean he’s ultimately [...]