Against the backdrop of a changing climate and the scorched redwood forest visible from my deck – a scar of 2020’s CZU Lightning Fire – the bubbles seem to be teaching my young child a hard lesson about life. The beautiful things in this world are only temporary.
Category: SLV
The Sun is a Cube
He was a prototypical San Lorenzo Valley resident, dressed somewhere between lumberjack and Deadhead. He wore dirty boots with Carhartt coveralls over a tie-dyed t-shirt, and home-sheared locks of sandy blond hair hung from the sides of a camouflage-print baseball cap that featured an orange Stihl logo.
Surrealist Nonfiction 