Battle Plans

MS. BURKE: Hey Ron! I tried to move your appointment up as soon as I could. From your voicemail things don't sound too good...

RON: Hello Ms. Burke. Yeah not to good and I apologize for being a bother.

MS. BURKE: No bother at all. So tell me, what’s been going on.

RON: Well the situation with Ms. Mayne isn't doing any better and I ( Read more... )

Broken, hundreds of years ago, broken yesterday, today and tomorrow… maybe

My melanin paraded around for beautiful people to see

It is the mask I wear, where I hide most days, that angry glower

I want to be like those beautiful people, I just want to pertain

Hopelessness is nuzzled somewhere between the lump in my throat and my belly.

Swimming in ( Read more... )

The Landlord

MS. BURKE: Hello, I'm Lidia Burke. Take a seat, tell me about yourself?

RON: Hey. I'm Ron Pellegrini and I'm 63 and yeah. I'm not really good at the introduction stuff.

MS. BURKE: That's ok! No judgment. What about your family, how are they?

RON: I don't have a family, never married. Both my folks are long gone. It's just me and Guts. ( Read more... )

On Resolve
9/24/2019

Somehow, innately, without words, I understand the organic engine that keeps me moving. I can't explain it with any sort of technical finesse and only have my own experiences with my own vessel. I know perfectly well what this brute is capable of and where its physical limits lie. So after careful measurements and recordings ( Read more... )

I've been trying out figure out how to start and introduce myself and all I can think about is my grandfather. Maybe it’s some internal mechanism to keep me from ever writing or dwelling to long about myself. Maybe It's a cop-out. Maybe it’s this Red Horse that has me all sentimental. Maybe. Regardless, it’s what’s stewing in my head and my family ( Read more... )

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