I Came Back Haunted (Eery Pennsylvania 2014)
(Photo from my personal files) Journal Entry Night One I didn't look at a map. I ignored the GPS. I just did what I used to do as a kid. I took it all inside through my eyes and it was brilliant in a way that was monochromatically divine. Eerie. Eery. There is a reason they call it Pennsylvania–Eery? My American United States WTF is not very good. My spelling, that is. So, it was awesome. Amazing. Beautiful and sad. Sad like a baby's blue eyes under sepia wash. I felt an ill wind. A whisper to the dead. Of the dead. I saw a man with cancer and all I could think was how near the border he is. Thinking about crossing over into another land. The shadow of death. Muddied waters. Muddled and cold, but alluring I am sure. I don't know why I am not afraid. Angry. Wanting to help. Unable to help. On and on these things go. Everyone gangs up on me. Teases me. It's hard to let the things flow that need to flow. In dreams, everything flashes back and forth. Intensely,...
