by Warren Gaston | Jul 11, 2020
You never know where lethality is lurking. Is it the shopper in aisle ‘B’, with the toddler, milk, bread, and feminine hygiene products? Is it my neighbor leaning over the fence to ask how my wife and I are doing? Is it my wife who returned from the beauty shop or is...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 10, 2020
All day long, all life long, I am aware of what I am doing. All day long, all life long, I am unaware of what I am doing. The danger: to assume that what I am aware of doing is all that I am doing.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 8, 2020
I sat in my garden reading, a fly landed on my book. Hand raised to swat I changed my mind. The fly walked across the last page of the final chapter. Then I heard the fly sneeze. Sooner or later, I thought. The fly or...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 5, 2020
Need a ride, he said. Yeah, I said. Where you goin’. This way, he said, pointing straight ahead. How far, I said. All the way, he said. To where, I said. The end, he said. The end of the road, I asked. The end of the world, he said. Okay, I said. It beats going alone....
by Warren Gaston | Jun 22, 2020
Pharaoh Akhenaton, sun soaked king, powered by what he considered the right use of a monarch’s might, wrangled the multitude of gods into a single disc of light. Priests, guardians of the way, were disturbed in their souls, and in their coin-filled purses, by the...
