Rusted Red Tilt-a-Whirl

He didn’t remember the rust on the tilt-a-whirl, only that the paint was the most brilliant red imaginable. The color of God’s perfect apple under the lights of the shopping center parking lot. If he’d squinted, he could have seen the signs for Rexall Drugs and Woolco Department Store, but they were a thousand miles... Continue Reading →

Resurrection

I dreamt I was the ashes of Christ kneaded into Earth’s  Folds proceeding the Ensuing Flood, reanimated into Geoffrey Chaucer’s parched scrolls Telling exalted tales of Lustful knights & wilyWitches stretched tight Into rouged skins of Fair ladies, but soonGod’s flames scorched meEvermore, resurrected me a Son of middling ilk, a ranchGhost milking cows, gawking atJade pastures, dreaming of Pious Christian wives who’d Someday under sherbet... Continue Reading →

The Couch

The cell phone blared its overloud, overcheery tune. Desi bolted upright and bashed her head on the top bunk. She seized the phone and slid the button to answer, more to silence the ringtone than to reply to the call. It was getting hard, this clandestine living in the police station. It was the watch... Continue Reading →

Wendy, Nayarit Mestizo

about this piece Wendy, Nayarit MestizoAcrylic on canvas16 x 20 in This portrait was based on a photo taken of Wendy after her first performance of Nayarit Mestizo. See More in Art...

Genesis and Hung, Chihuahua

about this piece Genesis and Hung, ChihuahuaAcrylic on canvas16 x 20 in Genesis and Hung were two UCSC Grupo Folklórico students and dancers who performed the region of Chihuahua, Mexico. See More in Art...

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