I found an old harmonica in a drawer beside a postcard from nowhere.
The reeds were tired; the notes would #wane mid-breath. Still, it played enough feeling to fool the night into listening.
The stars didn’t clap, but I think they nodded in their small, twinkly way.
My 3 year old son, on the #cusp of boyhood, waited with me at the checkout of a supermarket.
When our turn came, I plopped down a candy bar. The cashier looked at my son and asked, “Is that yours?”
He replied, “Yes, I did poo poo for that!” and was further rewarded with loud applause.
My crazy old grandfather once told me that life’s sweetest moments happen on the #cusp - just before you name the tune or turn the handle or kiss the girl.
We were fishing then, and when I felt a tug on my pole, I understood what he meant.
My crazy old grandfather once told me that life’s sweetest moments happen on the #cusp - just before you name the tune or turn the handle or kiss the girl.
We were fishing then, and when I felt a tug on my pole, I understood what he meant.
on a planet ruled by llamas
humans are on the #cusp
of inventing pajamas
From ‘Fiestas y danzas en el Cuzco y en Los Andes’ by Pierre Verger & Luis Eduardo Valcárcel.
on a planet ruled by llamas
humans are on the #cusp
of inventing pajamas
#Ruse runs naked before me,
giggling, tossing her sparkling
hair, enticing me with promises.
I chase her with questions:
why? how? But she only smiles.
I forget what i was asking and
blindly, happily follow her.
#Ruse runs naked before me,
giggling, tossing her sparkling
hair, enticing me with promises.
I chase her with questions:
why? how? But she only smiles.
I forget what i was asking and
blindly, happily follow her.
Get out on the dance floor!
Let your backbone #slip!
Try not to fall and
break your hip!
It’s “Monkey Time!”
youtu.be/Rcf7nUY-dEM?...
Get out on the dance floor!
Let your backbone #slip!
Try not to fall and
break your hip!
It’s “Monkey Time!”
youtu.be/Rcf7nUY-dEM?...
Grandpa swore that the universe began when some god-like being slipped on a cosmic banana peel in the darkness and thought, “Well, that’s one way to fall into existence.”
Just then, the stars above grandpa’s porch light flickered and I wondered if someone #slipped again.
Grandpa swore that the universe began when some god-like being slipped on a cosmic banana peel in the darkness and thought, “Well, that’s one way to fall into existence.”
Just then, the stars above grandpa’s porch light flickered and I wondered if someone #slipped again.
dusk, and outside my window,
#drizzle gathers on autumn leaves -
tiny beads sparkling before they fall, each one catching a bit of the fading light
dusk, and outside my window,
#drizzle gathers on autumn leaves -
tiny beads sparkling before they fall, each one catching a bit of the fading light