Saturday, October 22, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
red racoon
My sister and I had been following a red racoon through the woods for sometime when we came to a water hole. We climbed onto a narrow walkway of a small and old abandoned concrete dam that wobbled with every step.
The racoon went into the water and swam under the dam. Thinking she was crushed when a plume of orange and red emerged from her entry point, we both looked over the side. The shift in weight nearly capsized our dam, and just as quickly the red racoon emerged on the other side gliding happily through the dark water.
She swam to the trees and looked back at us, as if an invition to follow.
My sister entered the water to swim towards her, but I stayed put.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
OWS goes worldwide
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
lady and the tramp style
I dropped Steph off on a New York City curb, I was driving on the wrong side of the road. Both sides offered enormous downtown views, Manhattan on one side, San Francisco on the other. Dusky haze over dim windows, Ocean close by.
When I arrived at ground zero, it had become the lobby of First Canadian Place. White marble with gold trim, spiral staircases and water fountains. It was supposed to be stunning, but it was just okay.
On the other side, harbour in front of me, I turned for one final look.
At the exit hung a quilt with a line of sponsor logos sewn into it, the last was from ocad, delicate and matriculate. Two birds pulling string lady and the tramp style, diamond infront of a tree, stating "designed by ocad".
aye there's the rub
Sunny the dog runs away. I go into the basement to harass Louie the cat and discover that it could be considered abuse. In my dad's workshop, I find Bell, my grandfather's cat. He was tied up in a box.
Upstairs I set him free and question my mother.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Airport cross over
I waited in the customs line at a desert middle-of-nowhere airport, Egypt. Terrorists with guns stood behind me and ahead of me. It was an anxious scene, one of fleeing the country because of a serious crime.
We were going to get caught!
A man in line, scared like the rest of us, started shooting, killing everyone in sight. He soon turned into a little white girl, still in delight of this brutal violence. The girl jumped about, machine guns blazing now, overt, bullet riddled bodies bleeding all over the scene. It was the opening credits to Hennessy Tyler EST. 1985.
When I realized I was in a movie theatre I woke up.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Operation Occupy Wall Street
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