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About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.

curvilinear

how quickly things disintegrate when you least expect it. a typo, a word mispoken, an insight, a glance, a gesture–each articulated exactly 3 seconds too late to be exchanged. setting off a spiral into calamity. How could this happen? you … Continue reading

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Why would you eat a raspberry when there are so many other fruits to hold your attention? me

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Now all the authorities They just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms Into leaving his post And picking up Angel who Just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first But left looking just … Continue reading

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I will stay here, unless I am asked to leave…

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In New Orleans

Overfed and unassertive. An arduous combination. If 1 came here with a sense of purpose, everything would be so much easier, wouldn’t it? I thought the chicken kabob in yogurt sauce would keep me buoyant, but they did not mention … Continue reading

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the Blueberries

the feint whiff of blueberries made me wish I was another person

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I feel like a voyeur in someone else’s shoes

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perpetuating uncertainty

perpetuating uncertainty might be my calling card these days when i awaken from inexplicably comical dreams as opposed to the other kind it makes me wonder about what it must be like on the other side that place you know … Continue reading

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Gore-Tex

11:00 a.m. My bowl of oatmeal exploded in the microwave. how was this possible? 1:00 p.m. Lunch with my sister’s family and their friends in Chinatown. It felt strange to be seated at the adult’s table, even with teenagers sitting … Continue reading

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the decision

i remember in the hospital, sitting there thinking, in my bed… I’m not ready to go yet. I’m just not ready. It didn’t feel like a decision But it was then at that Moment that I decided to come back … Continue reading

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this is not a bitch

I realize my posts are so sporadic, they do not justify a blog, but I am here to try to remedy this sad situation. I’m still sort of recovering from a traumatic incident which I am hesitant to talk about. … Continue reading

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too many grunting men…

all of the grunting men were there at the gym today. i was doing my workout regimen, trying to focus upon my breath. But i could not hear myself above the din of grunting, the abrupt exhalation of testosterone. the … Continue reading

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here and not here

a night out at the theater… while waiting for the performance to start, peculiar out-of-sync things began to happen. I saw this woman pass my aisle, a vocalist who had performed in my work some years back. I called out … Continue reading

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a compromising position

I’m not sure how to navigate the world these days. Are you? I’m in a job search and employers see me as over-qualified or under-qualified. I apply for jobs and am under-qualified for a full-time job in my chosen field. … Continue reading

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The desert is no place for a vacuum cleaner Me

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