#photoblog – Haunted Avenues

From The Back Of Beyond

I found inspirationbehind death’s door,within the walls of a musty roomon the ground floor,scattered amongst the tomesof displaced thought.From this cemetery of old booksrose a simple turn of phrasethat shook meout of my malaise,moved the handthat clutched the penuntil a shallow breath of lifewas breathed again.

Proof

Just an old shed is left to standagainst the slow invasionof termites and weeds and time.The house is gone,and has been for years. Once I drove past where it used to beon my way to nowhere in particularand nearly drownedin a flash flood of memory. We lived in the apartment upstairswhere the fire was saidContinue reading “Proof”

Stained Glass

Where as once a childnow sits the old man, lifting his headfrom a Sunday morning doze,heavy-lidded eyes cracking opento a kaleidoscope of bleeding colorsslowly swimming into focus. Now as then, the old familiar longingto launch himself up and out of his seatto join the rising dust moatsas they sail high above the choirinto the streamingContinue reading “Stained Glass”

Allure

I’ve always wanted to live by the ocean.I can’t quite explain it –I’m terrified of deep water. Still, I promised myself oncethat someday I would,even if only half believing. Midlife and landlocked, I’m no closer,though I’m certainly closer to death,whatever that is. Day after day I want to wake up,gaze down at a sleepy harbor,andContinue reading “Allure”

Mathematics

The word alonemakes me squirm.My eyes begin to cross.My skull throbsin time with my heart –two heavy bass drums.Flashcard memoriestorture my brain –precarious classroom moments frozenin front of a blackboard,sweaty fingers fisting the chalk, scratching, erasing, scratching, erasing.Equations I cannot solve.Numbers. Graphs.Symbols. Decimal points…Mathematics.My kryptonite. My nemesis.Cold. Glaring. Calculating,so very, very calculating,yet never adding uptoContinue reading “Mathematics”