“I can’t control the wind but I can adjust the sail” –Ricky Skaggs Poor visibility on the slopes. We may want to descend while we can, if the weather holds and we are still ourselves, or nearly the several someones we started out as, who haven’t changed a bit. Well, a little bit. A bit… Read More “The Ends” by Caley O’Dwyer
I was doing several things on a regular basis. Finally, I woke up fascinated to a gurney, diagnosed with “fears, doubt, dread, lies,” and a bump on the head. I felt delighted, light as hair. Although I would no longer be the host of a network talk show, I knew the meaning of life, at… Read More “The Desire Line” by Caley O’Dwyer
I began to wonder if the sparking coupons could be redeemed. Much as Will and Holly lost their father through the door of time, had the source codes gone bad? the solid-state devices through which we’d been transmitted collapsed in a surge of current too gracious to bear? I could smell someone’s hair burning as… Read More “Land of the Lost” by Caley O’Dwyer
I face myself, the thing convincing as a face can be, although it breaks where it should mend in laughter. Do you believe in me though you should believe in nothing, where it hurts a little, that time of life that stuns into you, so you see the future, where you stand guard, eager to… Read More “Death Ruins It” by Caley O’Dwyer
Does time make us crazy or is it something else? I see myself but back away. I want to know what life is, but only gain the subtle topping, cosmic merengue dissolving on the tongue. Something catches in the sieve. There is a carefulness I can’t shake. As though I could check and turn away … Read More “Night Polo” by Caley O’Dwyer
Was postmodern living really so bad with its postmodern lampshades, access to the worldwide internet’s daft shenanigans, the great show of hip hop, happiness, high-risk mortgages, fields of discourse plowed with ultimate unassailable truth? You are a thread in the fabric while the needle behind you weaves or is woven into the greater piece. Time… Read More “Certainly Valsartan” by Caley O’Dwyer
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