War

the child ahead of you walkingthrough a season you can no longer enter. The light belongs to them now. The way older musicianslisten to young players discovering intervals,The miracle of […]

Morning again.Another appointment with repetition.Scales waiting on the piano like bureaucrats from the Ministry of Discipline. The yoga mat unrolled on the floor, evidence from a crime scene involving optimism. […]

He speaks about it with so much precision listeners suspect he is confessing rather than observing, even though he is only reporting what he witnessed over years on the road […]

She lifts the guitar a second breathits wooden curve familiar as handstrings hold maps of years, love, deatheach fret she’s learned to understand Her fingers press where memory residesnot thinking […]

Sharp chords in the darkdrums pulse like a warning heartsilence looks away

He counts not sheep but measures,bars that won’t resolve.The night hums like a broken amphe cannot turn off. Each thought returns in minor keys,unsettled, incomplete.He fears the fix is something […]

“Soundcheck in ten,” the booking agent said, checking his phone. “Try not to start a war before doors.” “We were just asking if war is hard wired,” the bassist said. […]

“Count it in,” the drummer said, twirling a stick. “We’re not playing,” the bass player said. “We’re waiting.” “For what?” “For the singer. For the van. For history to calm […]

“Don’t start,” the bass player said, tuning quietly. “We haven’t soundchecked.” “I’m not starting,” the drummer said. “I’m asking. Does war ever do any good?” The saxophonist was assembling the […]