It’s long past time
we end this charade.
This intricate dance
designed to mask
your competence
at faxing.
As if it’s something to be
ashamed of
when we both know it’s a
source of strength.
We should celebrate it.
Our … Read on Macduff...
Those five sensations
I can
taste it.
Well, almost.
I can sort of taste the taste of it.
The soft peg-like extensions. The way
they protect me from poison
help me sort out
those five sensations.
It tastes good.
So far. That
safe … Read on Macduff...
Sidekick Services Now Available at Competitive Rates
We’ve all noticed that many top Hollywood-type stars have sidekicks.
And yet, it’s amazing to me that here in the 21st century, there are still literally dozens of A-listers who wander the streets alone, no shoulder to cry on, no … Read on Macduff...
Who Is Jonathan Coulton?
Coulton’s the creative cohort of John Hodgman (author of The Areas of My Expertise). He’s also borderline irresponsible. Best known for Flickr, a brilliant song/video written around images found on the image sharing site, Coulton’s been putting … Read on Macduff...
Writers Wanted: Wilmot’s Old-Fashioned Mic-less Open Mic
This Saturday night I’ll be hosting an old-fashioned mic-less open mic at a great local bookstore – Wilmot’s in Alameda (478 Central Avenue, Alameda).
Comestibles will be provided courtesy of a fantastic local Italian restaurant: C’era Una Volta. And a … Read on Macduff...
night of gold bugs
Gold, polygonal shapes.
Rectangular bars,
hexagonal prisms,
discs,
truncated octahedrons
with soft fuzz edges and
little black legs popping off
their sides.
They were fighting each other
in tar-crackled dirt by a roadside stop.
A few feet over they were … Read on Macduff...
21st century fashion plate
There’s a Kenneth Cole poster outside of Nordstrom’s that shouts out:
“You are on a video camera over 20 times a day. Are you dressed for it?”
Cole is known for its hip, ironic, outrageous statements, all in the name … Read on Macduff...
Sand-eyed boy
Scraped knee
so tough
his eyes dry up
when the pants tear through
and a red pearl forms
only sand
drifting out of his eyes.
Swirling crystals enough
to dust
his durable
stegasaurus band-aid.
The thing that I am after
When I transact toward an espresso
my intent
is to drink
the liquid part.
The cup and plate (and the spoon &c)
would remain the shop’s property.
Really, I just want to make sure
no one’s upset or confused (or … Read on Macduff...
The Don Quixote Deathmarch, Week 19
Which relates to the adventure of the enchanted blog, as well as other foolishness that must be recounted. Apologies for the late post this week — real life intruded. I’m still about 65 pages from the finish line my own … Read on Macduff...