From the Vault – Sam's Online Journal

September 3, 2013

From the Vault: 19 March 2002

Infrequent dots creating a pattern quite unlike the human facial features I’ve grown accustomed to in my many hours in front of the projection screen. I saw it in a picture frame last week in Detroit. Coincidence? Maybe.

I drove underneath the bridge of dissonance with a skullcap placed firmly upon my head. Blue blood coursing through my veins, thin like watery strips. Freezing rain like alien tendrils threatens to overcome my prostrate form. At sleep time.

Electronic pulse vibrating outside of my head, yet inside my subconscious. Your kiss lingers behind. I’ve forgotten everything but the name I used to call mine when I had the time. No clock to warn me of your impending approach, and I realize none of it matters anyway. Continue reading “From the Vault: 19 March 2002”

April 7, 2013

From the Vault: Alone (from 2/11/09)

I stoop to pick up my slippers from the now-faded carpet, worn down from my constant traversing back and forth, from the many miles I’ve walked to find my home when it was here all alone. I am treading water that has been trodden before by those much more worthy than myself, and yet I … Continue reading From the Vault: Alone (from 2/11/09)

March 12, 2013

From the Vault: Vigilant (from 2/12/12)

She waited at the bus stop every day at the same time, hat in hand, face down-turned as if in prayer. She waited for someone who would never show up, not that she ever lost faith. Others would pass by her at this time, she was definitely noticeable, but no one dared to stop and … Continue reading From the Vault: Vigilant (from 2/12/12)

February 17, 2013February 17, 2013

From the Vault: Five Degrees of Grief (from June 30, 2011)

Grieving is a process, not unlike six degrees of separation. You’re familiar with the concept, I’m sure. Any individual can be traced to any other individual using a series of people in common, be they friends, work associates, family members, or whatnot. When someone dies you find out who is really in that circle, that … Continue reading From the Vault: Five Degrees of Grief (from June 30, 2011)

February 4, 2013

From the Vault: Waiting For Snow (from February 2012)

My dining room window draws me in more often than not, especially on cold February mornings when I hope to see my breath reflecting off its smooth surface. And more often than not I am disappointed by what I see, or more precisely by what I don’t see, for there is never any snow in … Continue reading From the Vault: Waiting For Snow (from February 2012)

December 28, 2012

From the Vault: 1983 (from 1998)

I can’t remember anything before 1983… I think it’s a subconscious reaction coinciding with the artificial source of love flowing down over me. Love? No… sympathy… and contrived at that. I remember 1983 clearly, though. It was sunny all year, even throughout the winter months. Uncle Jed used to joke that we would all die … Continue reading From the Vault: 1983 (from 1998)

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