People often ask.
the torn packaging
discarded from a stolen present.
no occasional drink.
Time enough to develop a sense of self
make one good friend
attend two conferences
gather a few acquaintances
learn about operating budgets
that your workplace does have a blindside
and it’s better not to find out.
For the story behind a story click Backstage
Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand.
Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.
View All Posts