the day is bright
the air filled with dust
bulldozer grading gravel
outside my window
…beep…beep…beep…
the sound of the alarm
Exploring history, from when preserved our stories by the stars to our contemporary culture where we stream our narratives continuously into the world-wide-miasma of the electromagnetic-fog. PHP is an exercise in personal and collective mythological narrative...the leitmotif of creative non-fiction. Presenting: Ancient Myth Edition; Heroes, Holidays and Saints; It happened...On this Day; Minneapolis Fan-Fiction; Minneapolis Streets Edition; The City of Water and Wild Places; The Skein of Days
the day is bright
the air filled with dust
bulldozer grading gravel
outside my window
…beep…beep…beep…
the sound of the alarm
it is warm in the apartment
I turned the cooling unit off last night
now the air is hot and stale
there is the stink of musty cloth
something sour in the room
there was a sudden silence
as the news channel buffered
and the steam shovel
outside my window…
…thirty feet away, stopped
pounding the building
stopped shaking
for a moment
there were no footsteps above me
only the soft noise of fans…and
the air conditioner humming
in the kitchen, blowing cool air
if the birds were speaking
I could not hear them
I could not hear them
in the sudden silence
we—all, just listening
together in the quiet