Some of us don’t live in the political world where each word is calibrated for optimal benefit. “No, that’s not my fault,” is very popular. I used to live like that, but I got tired. Today I drive emotions, the old models. I can’t trade for something newer, since cancer spots the frame and there’s […]
My friend Bruce came by the other dayWhich I took it to mean he had a messageWe used to meet once a weekTo talk about the transports.The machines that moved financial documentsThrough the system for processingHe was the last transport guyThe others had seen the end and abandoned their posts. We met on the rooftop […]
I wrote this to someone who I really don’t know. I only seem to know them and that is good enough these days. Dead men piled upon dead men. This was a saying among the Internationalists during the first half of the 20th Century. I care about the Internationalists, who they were, or better yet, […]
To read this Duke/Jan/Carol collaboration from its beginning, click here. Scene Two: The Leper Colony Setting: Green rolling hills dotted with goat and sheep and the occasional farm structure. A jeep with a single passenger (the Narrator) stops beneath a sign reading “Father Damien Welcomes You.” He looks down the long driveway and then makes […]
Scene One: Field Hospital Setting: Inside a large tent used as a field hospital. NUN is sitting at a desk. Enter The NARRATOR and VS, his driver. VS is bloodied and bruised and can barely walk. NUN rising in shock: What happened? NARRATOR: I sent VS to pick up a new SUV and the next […]
Setting: Inside a boardroom where men are sitting around an oblong table dressed in business suits and uniforms. The NARRATOR is setting up a projector. Throughout his presentation, slides appear on a screen at the front of the room. NARRATOR begins to speak to the group: Here is the requested review of the Gromenschmidt-Gramski offering […]
Setting” The NARRATOR is sitting outside Show World. It’s early morning and steam is rising from the sewers and crows line the electric lines. You can hear fog horns in the background. Enter CAROL exiting Show World and putting on her coat. She looks up and sees him. CAROL: I knew you were going to […]
The Program (to read in order) Setting: An island, more of a sand bar, fighting a losing battle again the sea. Behind a small beach house, almost level to the beach, is a new pole house. A naked woman is hanging wind chimes in the trees, along the roof gutters, on the double deck stairs, […]
(I wrote this almost four years ago. Much has happened since then, but little did I know the piece was not about the past, but rather the future. Maybe that’s the way all things worthwhile are meant to be. So here we go, tripping into the future, with great hopes, with plenty of sand at […]
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