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slight language warning. The knuckle head engine, is a Harley Davidson V-Twin engine which derived its nickname from the fact that the rocker boxes resemble two knuckles on the back of a hand closed into a fist. A knucklehead is also an informal fool or idiot.

story of a township gawking at a hole in a roof

de profundis. jordan bus / son. / 15 october 2009. Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. / ~ oscar wilde. full fathom five thy father lies; / of his bones are coral made; / those are pearls that were his eyes; / nothing of him that doth fade, / but doth suffer a sea-change / into something rich and strange. / ~ william shakespeare

Featured in the Red Writing Room September 2009. With thanks.

Ok, I don’t know how this is going to go down with y’all, but something I’ve been meaning to get out of my system for quite a while, a small chapter from my somewhat comical work history. If you can stomach it: Part II

One of my creative writing Profs has a book called Death Writes . It’s a fictional journal, written by the grim reaper him/herself – complete with death doodles. It’s a fun read, and in it I found a list of flower meanings, which I scrawled in a journal of my own and just rediscovered. Meanings of flowers: / Hyacinth – My heart draws me to you pale dreamer. / Thistle – The poetry of life sweeps over you, leaving no trace. / Lavender – The memory of you is my only quiet joy. / Weeping Willow – My heart trembles with the memory of your vanished presence.

It’s all about a love I cannot retrieve, but might find again somewhere else.

a re-add of an older work as i was reminded of it when i mentioned snow angels to another Bubbler… © MCN:CTU7S-R21L9-DQ463

She Ran back Without Wings

Love, a new level.

This is my first attempt at Radio Red Bubble and I have chosen and old verse of mine. So please click here to listen to my prose of ” I Wanna be 2”

INSPIRED BY MY BELIEF IN THE POWER OF CREATIVE SOULS! AN UNSTRUCTURED, DECONSTRUCTION OF THE WORDEN CONSTRUCT!! HAHAHAA!!

I began to write a poem about creativity being stolen and it manifested into this…still trying to decipher it all myself..one love.

This probably won’t make much sense unless you read part one Part two and part three This is the first part written from Kate’s point of view, but part one has been written in storms point of veiw The other parts can be read separately, but this is not going to make as much sense, or be as captivating if you don’t read at least part three.