On the Return of the Old Man

Saw Orion tonight for the first time this season. Hey, Old Man, it’s been a while. He and I used to walk the night fields north of campus and we’d talk about life. I’d unload all my concerns and toss them to the sky, and he’d do cartwheels over my head as my feet crunched …

See Level Flow

I have dreams of moving to a coastal city, something near big water. I miss easy access to looking across an expanse of waves, mind wistful and blank as I experience my place in the universe. Rama-rama, ding-ding. But my sinuses have questions. The past few times I’ve traveled to humid or sea level locations …