Denver Vortex Sutra I saw myself wandering the neon midnight avenues of Denver hunting the white aspirin of salvation, only to be tossed from the concrete lobby into the cold void of Crazy!Who dug for the shimmering Buddha in the coughing lungs of downtown junkies and gutter-wine alkies, weeping to find the golden lotus blooming […]

Jazz Heaven        The nightmare always started with the exact same shade of bruised, unapologetic purple.      In the dream, the sky wasn’t just dark; it was hemorrhaging. A siren, shrill and jagged as a rusty razor, sliced through the humid air of a nameless, crumbling ghetto. I was running, my boots slapping against […]

Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge        The air in our house smelled of woodsmoke and the sharp, crisp promise of October. For my Maggie, autumn wasn’t just a season of dying leaves; it was the season of the Great Pivot.      “I’m doing it, John,” she announced, standing in the center of our living […]

Daughter of the Bear Clan, Dream        The heavy, sodden air of the bayou was a shroud I had worn for a lifetime. In the thicket of a Louisiana night, the world is a liquid thing; the atmosphere is a damp wool blanket infused with the scent of rotting cypress, the metallic tang of […]

Where the Magnolia Sings and My Mother Keeps the Moon in a Jar – Part Two The Shattered Glass     The afternoon sun stretched lazily across the floorboards, casting long, warm rectangles of light over my Batman figures. The “Pow!” and “Zap!” of the TV hummed in the background, a cozy soundtrack to a quiet Saturday. When […]