A Smile in The Morning

  Creeping along that razor’s edge. Insect steps on a spider’s web. So much going on in my head, I just lay awake in bed. Sleep in the day and wake in the dark. Time to get praying when the thinking starts. The seconds and hours seem so far apart. It didn’t used to be … Continue reading A Smile in The Morning

Springs Eternal

  Bathe in forgiveness. It rolls down tumbling mountains and washes the body clean. Soul succor. Pour out those viscous elixirs that eddy up in our backwaters and show, once again, the pitcher clear. Cause and effect. No one thing happens without another, and forgiveness is much the same. It is in a crevice at … Continue reading Springs Eternal

The Waking Edge

   Things fade along the edges. The closer I come. to clarity, the faster it burns. Overexposed, light pollution, photon poisoning. Waking up in a state of terrified and total confusion. One foot still in the dream, the other off the bed, looking for the floor, getting ready to run. Calm down, it is just … Continue reading The Waking Edge

Thick Skull Teaching

  Getting it through my head. Old ideas die on the vine, strangled by new desires, open eyes, and pretty lies. Take some time to get there. A slow and easy ride. New companions join me as we take the next horizon. Turns out I’m not the only one trying to fix what I have … Continue reading Thick Skull Teaching

Polaris Calling

  Dark mornings come. Such a funny way to hope. Coffee ground and you’re down on the upside again. Shiver as the air gets colder. That warm bed calls you, but it’s a lonely kind of solo. Stare out the window that reveals nothing, but darkness and Polaris calling. A few more minutes and it’s … Continue reading Polaris Calling

Patreon Page

https://patreon.com/user?u=35368058 I have decided to put up a Patreon page, so that people can support the blog, the podcast, and other creative endeavors I have kicking around in my head. If you feel like supporting, you can do so through the link above. Subscribers will receive access to exclusive content, and access to video content … Continue reading Patreon Page

The Grey Range Podcast – Ep. 2 w/Mike Rak

https://youtu.be/K-dfikVfBcw?si=j3tDPSrMCnt80jKV Well, shit. Looks like I never did share Episode 1 of The Grey Range Podcast, with Mike Rak. Mike is a martial arts instructor, and firearms instructor, a good friend, and a lifelong student of all things savage and wonderful. Lucas Orich joins me as co-host on this interview, as his relationship with Mike … Continue reading The Grey Range Podcast – Ep. 2 w/Mike Rak

Summer’s Gone

  Ask me if it’s enough. I’ll tell you it never was. Summer’s gone and we’re still going strong, at least it seems that way to us. Deep down, we both know we’ve missed the stars at night, and all those sins we take in will never be satisfied. Another July burned, and August turned … Continue reading Summer’s Gone


  Curious. Never fell into uniform. Row house tan, ubiquitous. Clever one undone. Caught up in the rise and fall. As long as night comes our lives are all tidal. Try as I might, burn bright, but always lose my lighter. Stone streets, forlorn in the pre-winter atmosphere. Is being different more important than just … Continue reading Tidal

Where it Lives

  It isn’t what you think. Dismiss it, oh, so easily. Either a daisy, or a rattlesnake. Neither one contemplated. The flower exists in the field, and the eye notes its color. The serpent lives out in the same place, its colors keep it concealed, and you disregard its existence, until you hear it, out … Continue reading Where it Lives

Brown Water Town

  I can’t do this numb. Day to day, feeling stupid, dumb. Fade away on every single one. Don’t want this anymore. Yeah, I’ve seen some. Sweat it out. The cold up north don’t touch the heat down south. Brown water town. No one forced the words in my mouth, but I drink them down. … Continue reading Brown Water Town

Mental Health Monday – 09.04.23

#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness It's become more and more apparent to me that isolation and segregation are detrimental to my health. When I silo in on my own for too long, I end up lazy, depressed, terminally online, irritable, and boring. It used to be that I could spend days in isolation with only a good book, but … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 09.04.23

The Liar and The Knife

   To tell the truth and wound myself and everything around me, or sow a garden of bullshit flowers and smile. Fingers rest upon the keyboard, tongue ready to push out victory, or heresy. A riddle of the world might ask, “If all our ties that bind are more truth that lies?” Falsehoods interbreed with … Continue reading The Liar and The Knife

Ignorance Day

  Fury of the unacknowledged screams across morning’s final umbrage. Dissident dawns. Long derided requiems seeking appointment. Ignorance akin to slander. What must it take to wrench eyes skyward? To taste of the burning fascination that is the incumbent star. Rage as the day is mocked. Heads turned face down into a false light. Solaris … Continue reading Ignorance Day

Black Pill

  Eyes open, split like my mind’s broken. Spilling out all that I am, like a ripe melon in the hot summer sun. Body doesn’t listen. Just complains, like a vain teenager, but with twice the problems, and half the virility on a good day. Lungs strain to breathe, the air that sits so thick … Continue reading Black Pill

The Old Flag

  Torn and rent, the old flag still flies atop the buildings, behind gates of wrought iron. No simple symbol, once woven by hand, but now spun of strong polyesters, so that its colors do not dim, and it might not rot. Though it bares the marks where it’s been burned, dirty, where it’s been … Continue reading The Old Flag