Distance (Draft 1)

The weather felt perfect. A brilliant gold sun floated in the ice-blue sky like a beacon. Green mountains rose up from the ground toward the sky and sun like furry moss clumps. The mountains’ trees swayed back and forth in a calm breeze, their leaves rippling upward, churning out a steady snake hiss among the […]

Yardbird Suite (Draft 2)

Anonymous He flew on stage man. The first time I saw him at Birdland he practically tore his sax up. He just moved so fast on it. I’ll never forget that look in his open eye, mad and happy and sharp, just stoned man, but boy did he sound good. He soared higher and louder […]

Feeling It Out

My body feels different today. As I run, it feels stronger, more in tune with my pace, but it also feels weaker. Not like I can’t continue, or that my running regimen stresses my body too much. No, it feels weaker because I’m rigorously conditioned, aware of an invincible feeling inside. I’m terrified of losing […]

Instinct

The rats came at night. They skittered on the corrugated metal roof of the house on Kaua’i, in Hawaii, in the jungle, on a mountain. It sounded like they had built paths through the house’s walls, laid out blueprints, and erected scaffolding. The walls which usually sounded hollow, like they lacked insulation, until you heard […]

Surrender_Draft 4

The man with the trombone case hanging in his right hand stepped off the rusty Greyhound bus and into the heart of Belvidere Street. Richmond looked different than he’d expected. Trash hugged the gutters, beer bottles, cigarettes, wrinkled news papers. Hazy clouds blanketed the sky in an orange hue, something he’d never seen before. He […]

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