• Living with Bob Dylan
    Music has always been a vital part of my life—a way to express my mood or navigate my feelings at any given time. While I appreciate the wordless genius of John Coltrane and Duke Ellington, I’ve always been drawn to lyrics. I grew up on a steady diet of Bob Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel, The Beatles, and Elton John.
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  • Reflections on Age and Memory
    You watch her from across the coffee shop. She is young, too young for you, should you suddenly realize you are not 22 anymore…
  • Once Again…
    She stares…at nothing in particular. Focused on thoughts, fears and memories. He shakes and shouts…at this world gone wrong. Focused on the negativity that can drown a whale. She drinks her tea, he drinks his coffee. He sees her from across the room, somehow he is calmed. He walks towards her, throws an embrace and… Read more: Once Again…
  • Love Always
    Old man walking slowly, talking to himself, mainly because he is not interested in what anyone else has to say.  He used to bring people together and fight for what was right and demonize all that was wrong.  “It’s simple math,” He would say, “Hatred is wrong and love is right.” He walks with a… Read more: Love Always
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Life
The fallen leaves, an abandoned park, a one sided seesaw, an absent sun. A cold wind blows, a snow flake falls and the sun still hides in plain slight. I walk along the darkened path with intrusive ghosts that will not relent. Welcome to my winter of discontent.