Waxwing

A Matter of Good Bye

In a bar, in another life, you bought me a beer. You smiled. I was hooked. Young. Full of life. It wasn’t love. It was a bar, and a beer, and a smile. I wasn’t sure if it mattered. Every time you called I answered the phone and the door with wide eyes and that ornery look you always said… Read more →

Conscience Before the Bang

God hovered in the almost near darkness of pre-time, surrounded by the shimmering glow of countless electrons, neutrons, protons, quarks floating around him. He waved his hands gently and with purpose to build the universe. “That will be a galaxy.” as he clumps some together. He repeats this for a billion years, creating the templates for every galaxy that will… Read more →