The Sunnyside

I don’t remember the last time I showered. Does jumping into the sea count?  Sorry to tell you that, but it’s the truth. I tell you all my truths. As if you were my diary. Now you know everything. What’s on the surface of my skin. What’s beneath my skin. What’s crawling inside my skin …

Ship Shape

The beauty of life is that everything is always up in the air and with the shape of your lips and thoughts you can change its direction. It’s as if life was the wind and our bodies were boats and our words were sails. So, what is the shape of your ship? Mine is the …

Pink Moon

At 9 am, on the morning of the super moon, I got high with a sea turtle.  I did not care for the submarines or the shipwrecks or the smoke water rings, I only had eyes for that turtle. We were eyeball to eyeball, but I was the one upside down. Under it’s spell, in …

Electric Beach

I splashed Juniper back in the water. She’s sitting pretty and sailing smoothly with her new facelift. She has been sanded and waxed and painted. Her blisters, bandaged. Her thirsty wood, fed a stiff drink of teak oil. Her broken, rusty fridge, replaced. The holes in her fiberglass, patched. Her prop, polished free of barnacles. …

Squid Ink

I sometimes wonder if scientists are sitting in laboratories mixing up diseases, just so they have something new to discover. I love to discover. To explore. To escape. Who doesn’t? We are all restless without novelty. Restlessness feeds everything, even secrets. People always want to know and be the first to know what nobody else …