Emergency Room Bedtime Stories

Illness abounds, we hold their trembling ribcage. The only way to encourage health is to not imagine the worst.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

Indulge Your Poon

Days grind on with enough variation of routine to make it painful. "It's only Thursday," she said. "My knees feel like they're on fire," I replied. "We are not surfing or playing drums. We are not saving money. We're dying in our own aquarium." I was not communicating with the expectation of response.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

Outsider Dreams

We used to dream about flying. About blind babies with veiny, watermelon heads that lived behind the drywall, scratching their way around the house. We used to dream several times a night. Now we dream about reality. Boring dreams about authentic conversations. So we've begun imaginative therapy. We've started the discipline of reading Scandinavian folk tales before bed to fortify our dreams. Now the dead will be alive and we won't notice. Now a young girl will be an older boy, without question. Now our home is built on dirt. We are beginning to dream outside the walls again. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield, DP

Disenfranchised no longer

It was a bottom-less drop but I scrambled quickly to make the responsible choices. Looking forward, prosperity and adventure appear to be asleep on the doorstep. I summon all the potentials and choose the one of glory.


From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

Blast Beat Poetry

Most days are dreadful. Today was not one of those. I understand-- we all understand.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

What's Not Happening

Photo by Amélie Billie

Hair turns to snow in a matter of months. Headaches like the guy in Scanners. Barbed wire taxes strangling the more you struggle. The only 4-letter word that truly offends: debt. Give me a heavy blanket to hide
Under
Forever.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

D.W. Fearn VT1

I am selling my most prized mic pre for $1,750, plus $59 shipping. This thing sells for $2,650 new. It's going to be missed but I'm sure it will wind up well-respected in a good studio.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP