Life of a Smoke

I’m lying in the dark for what seems like forever. I know I exist, because I feel movement and solid mater surrounds me on all sides. Suddenly a light shines on me, I’m grabbed large soft things squeeze me too hard. In a single movement I’m transported between a pair of soft, warm surfaces that … Continue reading Life of a Smoke

Old News

If the news isn’t the news anymore What do you call it? The names change, but The actions are always the same. Isn’t that plagiarism? This one dies That one dies It gets in the news And everybody sues. When did they decide to place The obituaries on the front page of the newspaper? The … Continue reading Old News