After a rest, I decided the only way I could free myself was to pull the chair and its contents out of the hole in the floor. I shimmied up to straddle him again, his face in my gut and reached around to grab the back of the chair. We looked like we were attempting […]
Wyatt – 2/21/18
I woke up in the morning face-down on the floor, a foot or two away from the hole in my floor in which my dark friend sat in his half-submerged chair. I pulled my arms under my chest to lift myself up and was met with a resistant tug halfway to a standing position. I […]
Wyatt – ALL
I woke up this morning with a darkness before me. At the foot of bed stood a shadow, slightly larger than man-sized, shimmering, almost vibrating. I could even hear a faint buzzing sound. It was just a shape, without detail, not in focus. Maybe I was still dreaming. * I got up to start a […]
Absence
Sometime in 2014 I just stopped writing. Actually, I started to fizzle out a few years before. I started to lose my focus I think. When I started this blog I was not in the best place. I had lost my job. I was floundering to find my way in a new economic climate. I […]
I was probably in a kitchen somewhere in Kansas
George turned 13 today. If you think about the spaces that had the strongest impact on your life, the places that shaped who you became? I bet you’ll try to think of the spaces that filled you with a sense of awe. You’ll try to think of the spaces that made you feel small in […]
Museum with George
There was this little patch of gravel in front of the new North Carolina Museum of Art. It’s a lovely field of tiny grey stones that sets the museum off like a pavilion in a Japanese garden. It’s very hard to push a wheelchair through gravel. I wiggled his chair back and forth until we […]