theme: the afterlife song: displaced lyrics: I don't want to toss away the memory of that elder life I've lost. It's on me to feed my family whatever the cost, no time for greed. I can still see them as I huddle in a tent…

Reading a book From a tabula rasa, with the title that appeared at birth, and until the end I am reading the book. A book of life, with color and black and white pictures, with joyful or banal or miserable text, with unfinished verses and some…

so that they may see

This is from years ago, living in santa fe. I loved driving around in my little 1980s toyota corolla and listening to cassettes. I loved the way they sounded. So I took a piano song I was working on, recorded it to cassette, dragged mic…

No one's left and I'm afraid I've got no choice. I've got it made. But I've known for a very long time that I can't consent to the shape that I've been assigned without a chance to really define...