• clayton commented on the post, thrown 5 years, 2 months ago

    The oranges were thrown from the truck with such force they arced through the air in a great wave. A moment of orange beauty until the truck itself lifted, rolled, and crashed down into the dirty roadside ditch, its tires spinning furiously, finding no purchase in the thick southern air.

  • clayton commented on the post, apologetic 5 years, 2 months ago

    She hesitated, partially extending a hand, then drew back. Though it could not possibly be construed as her fault, nevertheless her face said she felt sorry. Others in the group simply looked at him with pity, sympathy. But she looked on the verge of an apology.

  • clayton commented on the post, sweep 5 years, 2 months ago

    Every Tuesday they come, the kids from the local school for the disabled. It’s hard to connect to them, but I always say hello. I know this is important time for them. Time to feel connected to the larger world, needed, capable of a meaningful contribution. They sweep the stairs leading from one part of the botanic garden to another. They wash…[Read more]

  • clayton commented on the post, humid 5 years, 3 months ago

    the sticky air makes my clothes stick to me like a second skin. it cloys in my breath. it weighs down the bird’s flight, the bird’s who take cover to the densest shade in the trees where the moisture condenses and feeds mosses and lichens.

  • clayton commented on the post, spikes 5 years, 3 months ago

    the sage filled her small kitchen garden with its scent in the late morning as dew evaporated in the sun. its long blue flower spike jutted above the parsley and rosemary plants near it. a hummingbird, perhaps drawn by its scent, floated down, and hovering in mid-air slipped its long slender beak into each flower, delicately, slowly, lovingly.

  • clayton commented on the post, gust 5 years, 3 months ago

    The gust blew all the papers from my hands. They dispersed and developed the physical shape of the wind, arcing through the air and then back down to the ground like an attenuated, disjointed sail.

  • clayton commented on the post, standing 5 years, 12 months ago

    Stand your ground. Last man standing. Standing tall. Standing for something. Do you have any standing? When the apes stood up. Perspective is knowledge. Vision provides more information. We all want to stand on top of the world.

  • clayton commented on the post, entirety 5 years, 12 months ago

    The clear cutting strategy was, in its entirety, a misdirection. On the surface it appeared to address the issues of fire and firemen safety, but the ancillary impacts would lead to greater fire risk over time as well as environmental damage of incredible scope. The problem was the false dichotomous argument pitting fire safety and environmental…[Read more]

  • clayton commented on the post, ombre 6 years ago

    The ombres rode their horses down the arroyo to where the body had lodged between two boulders the size of small houses. Arms and legs akimbo, the eyes and exposed flesh picked clean to the bone, blond hair hanging over the partial face. A red checkered flannel shirt hung in tatters, but the riding boots looked as good as new. On the corpse’s left…[Read more]

  • clayton commented on the post, mechanism 6 years ago

    There is a chain of events, in an infinite regress that undermines their Truth, which makes up me and you and everything we know. Perspective determines if this threat to Truth tells you that we are all One, or that all is illusion. Or, as holds ascendance today, a comfortable middle way, easy to live with, but always disappointing.

  • clayton commented on the post, chosen 6 years ago

    a weighted choice. special. an ephemeral and undefinable characteristic that separates children on the playing field, candidates under the vote, and who goes home alone from the bar. instinct contains a special wisdom that can be surprisingly right, and spectacularly wrong. and it is instinct upon which we act at moments of the greatest import,…[Read more]

  • clayton commented on the post, geometric 6 years ago

    I saw grids along the landscape arching along natural ridges, becoming curvilinear, oblong, squares becoming quadrangles, the iterative relationship between abstract and actual, man and nature.

  • clayton commented on the post, typhoon 6 years ago

    Things that happen to other people: earthquakes, accidental poisoning, revolution, typhoons, sea level rise & other effects of climate change, extinctions, air poisoning, economic failure, aging, death.

  • clayton commented on the post, trumpets 6 years ago

    Trumpets sound from castles and temples. How is it that the Mormons are the inheritors of all things fantasy medieval, outside of literature, in America. Although fiction is apparently their forte in many respects.

  • clayton commented on the post, unthinkable 6 years ago

    Unthinkable, shut out, denied, unthought. All lies. Our capacity to imagine innocence is a critical part of our imagination and human experience. Suspended disbelief is leverage, making it possible to separate out time and space to develop new ideas. It’s like social evolution, tiny isolated islands, laboratories where the rare and new can…[Read more]

  • clayton commented on the post, derive 6 years ago

    I asked him what was the derivation, and he said he didn’t know the etymology. I said the history was vague, could be of French or Spanish, origin. He said English is a mongrel, a language of vigorous but classless hybrids.

  • clayton commented on the post, selling 6 years ago

    Sailing, felling, shelling, falling. Sold. Gone. Done.

  • clayton commented on the post, irreverent 6 years ago

    Irreverence: easy in church, expected in the lab and student union, offensive in polite circles and at my Mother’s dinner table, breaks the social contract on which we depend. Reverence is for the stifling, straightjacket, stiff-necked, self-righteous, sycophantic, suckers who have traded their own will for dogma and arbitrary convention. Balance is hard.

  • clayton commented on the post, sandcastle 6 years ago

    It is time for sandcastles again. A seasonal event in San Diego, a place of no seasons. Crowds flock, the beaches completely blocked by endless streams of people, like ski slopes at the peak of winter.

  • clayton commented on the post, husband 6 years, 10 months ago

    is he mine or hers? or does he belong only to himself? what does the title mean in the modern era? belonging, ownership, or commitment?