WOBBLEDEHOY* {Bolide impact at the K-T [Cretaceous-Tertiary]boundary. There is widespread belief that bolide impact wasthe major killing mechanism at the K-T boundary [that reputedly killed thedinosaurs]. The GTME [Gravity Theory of Mass Extinction] asserts that it was not and that the impact was an indirect result ofthe primarily longitudinal movement of the continental tectonic plates asPangea broke apart, [inducing] … […]
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I. As suspicious of the morning as I am thankful for the night, I no longer follow bird flight, the sinking of the violated sun. Mouthing a dialect of short checks and charity wards, I stare at a wasting life, unhappy, aging, unhealthy. Sympathies have been trained out of me. The elegance in a sniper’s logic is what remains. […]
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The Fiction of Art Captive on canvas, a gray-haired man stands, palms outstretched, shoulders in deep shrug, pleading with a woman bone-thin with rage who aims an arthritic finger at him. An orange cat cowers under a corner table. How long has she been mad at him, this man who plays husband — minutes, decades? The couple […]
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PLAINLY INSANELY Insanity’s defined as doing many times Exactly as before, expecting different ends. Like beating horses dead, expecting to revive But never with success, yet still repeating trend. When process rules the roost, can never deviate No matter if it makes unquestioned logic to. For once the grooves are set, no possible escape Like chariots from ruts […]
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WAR SPECULATION (By Joseph Cavera) “its so scary…..when all the bullets have been fired, and all the men of one side are eternally dismissed…..the world about them lies in mess of shrapnel and waste- shattered, and in flames”
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EKPHRASIS, EKPHRASIS (By Joseph Cavera) Soon I’ll See Another Red Hand, Pulling Known Entities Nearer And Nearer, Even Kings Pray “Halt” ‘Round Sinister Inhuman Slaughter…
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Age Has Curtains An incident in youth never meant to happen recorded on a pad to be read another time is found decades later in a drawer of socks by the writer who is then on the precipice of age. His reading glasses help him understand who it was and why he did it. Not so funny now. Can’t apologize. He’s […]
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Insomnia The house sleeps, but I am awake, tiptoeing back through my day. So many pieces left lying about, I want to fix them all. They’re too distant though, just beyond my fingertips, yet, squarely between me and my dreams.
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All I need is a drop of dew and the shade of cherry tree to think to think a lovely thought.
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Rear View Mirror Basking on the beaches of the Amalfi Coast I left the world behind, in southern Italy. It was so unique and exclusive. I was glad to see the dust fly in my rear view mirror.
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