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4th of July

Published July 4, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments

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The wind was full of music.

In pulsating waves he heard Mariachi, Grateful Dead and radio.

Accented by whistling explosions that cut all the rhythms.

There was no conductor for the chaos,

just random ebb and flow, moving with the leaves.

His little dog was terrorized,

panting and trying to disappear inside the washing machine.


Drawing by Eugene Zimmerman, New York Public Library Digital Collection, in the Public Domain

Fever in the Funk House

Published May 13, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments

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Friday night, workin’ the stoop.

Thinking over the odds.

Lady luck don’t give a…

She’s fickle, Mickey’s in a slump.

Put his last 25 bucks on a hard 10.

Felt pretty good, this time it came back around.

Had a hot hand, you know how it goes.

A little walkin’ around money for the weekend.

A Difficult Summer for Flying

Published May 7, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments


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They built themselves a flying machine.

A bird with a wind up mechanism that flapped its wings.

It was the only time they all had that year.

It flew towards the lake and was lost in the weeds.

Mickey tried with all his might to stop it from becoming the story of their time together.


Sometimes we desperately want to control the narratives we remember.


Published April 14, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments


“I found something of yours…” he said sneaking him the bird.

Then later, “Did you leave this in the break room?”

Pulling the finger out from his pocket.

Finally, as they were getting on the elevator.

“Your wife called and asked me to give you this.”

Mickey wondered how this asshat got to be CEO.

Butterfly Kiss

Published March 21, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments

Butterfly Kiss

Mickey couldn’t remember who.

Taught him the eyelash brush across the cheek.

A tender, whisper of a kiss.

Now he shared it with his little boy.

And watched the ideas converge gently in his innocence.

He felt a bit embarrassed.

But there was no one else around.

Just the two of them, father and son.

Mickey, Upon Being Informed By Maria That She Was With Child Decided He Had A Momentous Decision To Make, To Be Or Not To Be A Father (As If That Was A Choice); Such A Query Could Not Be Asked In Washington Heights, No It Must Be Posed Among The Native Spirits In The Wild On The Snake River, So Off He Went With Amulets, Yarrow Sticks, The I Ching, Psilocybin, A Half Quart Of Jack And An Emptied Bank Account To Wyoming

Published March 19, 2017 in Maria , Mickey - 0 Comments

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Spinning sky, clouds flying, thunder burst elastic evident.

Beaver tail slapping, fox and badger in cahoots.

Wolves visible on the distant ridge.

Calling out the Great Spirit via the mentor,

I Ching change visionary:

“Could I, after all the crazy car rides be…and the answer came, ‘It is favorable to cross the great water.’”

Words of Wonder

Published January 11, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments

Words of Wonder

This is the continuation of an earlier narrative thread that you can find here. You can also search Mickey, to find more stories involving this character.