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Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited

January 20, 2025

I did the Trump dance today. No music. Just me doing the Trump dance all by myself. With my feet planted firmly on the tile, pumping my arms back and forth in that nonlinear, contorted, non-rhythmic manner Trump invented and exhibits to celebrate himself, I shimmied and I shook. No, I was not celebrating Trump’s […]

Sad Signs of Bad Times

January 6, 2025

With one sinister stroke of his expensive presidential pen, Joe Biden betrayed the decent people who live in his Scranton birthplace. Biden recently commuted convicted child slave trader Michael J. Conahan’s 17 ½- year federal prison conviction for racketeering, freeing him from serving the rest of his prison sentence. The 72-year-old degenerate former Luzerne County […]

Traiku

December 5, 2024

1 one crinkled leaf fell into infinity’s void wintertime magic 2 enso holds ensnow ice cold stillness enlightens awareness feels crisp 3 white stormy platform sits outside in zazen chill warm ki nourishes

Our Resurgent Baby Tree

November 28, 2024

Raking leaves is cathartic. Solitary. Meditative. Monk-like and focused I pulled crisp fallen leaves from the tree lawn into the gutter with all the energy of an aging samurai sweeping an empty dojo floor. Workers had already picked up most of our autumn leaves, but after the recent snowfall more dropped on East Gibson Street. […]

Our Baby Tree

November 22, 2024

From our upstairs bedroom window she looks seriously injured. One branch covered in wet thick snow lies frozen on the ground. Other branches droop from watery weight, hanging low as if bowed in mourning. We call her our baby tree. She’s a survivor who stands where her predecessors failed to grow. Over the years we’ve […]

The Outlaw Steve Corbett ink splotch