Author Archives: Pazlo
Value
Sometimes the water has all kinds of stuff in it; leaves and sticks, slimy green stuff, dead bugs, live bugs. Sometimes it’s been baking in the summer sun all day, just a shallow layer at the bottom of my dish. … Continue reading
Always
What’s that? You think you’ve dishonored my memory by not thinking of me often enough? Silly boy. Time has no meaning when you’re dead. You’re thinking of me now, aren’t you? Relax. I know what we mean to one … Continue reading
Rainday
Some days it just rains, from sunup to sundown, on into the night. We still need to go out. Out into the rain. We need the water. We shall go out into the rain. We’ll walk in the rain.We’ll be … Continue reading
October
Sure, October. Or Fall. Autumn. Call it whatever you want. I’ll be out enjoying it. I call it “now”. – Chuy
Gardening
If you have true regrets, of your own deeds and pasts, actions, neglects, you cannot deny their existence. Their only potential for positive is to serve as lessons for the Now and the Next. Whatever else remains of them should … Continue reading
Wonderstop
Each time I reach this place, I hear your shadow walking with me. Each time I feel your spirit here I am left with a choice. I can wallow in anguish over that which is no more. Or I … Continue reading
Wish
That I might rise before the sun, Before the waking world’s begun To sing aloud of another day. Reticence is my way. That I might see the greening grass, Or sparkling snow, and clouds that pass And … Continue reading
Mystery
Know why we love each other so much? Neither do I. Let’s walk. -Chuy
Visionary
Me: Did you notice, in this light, you and Gus are almost the same color? Chuy: Color? Me: Yeah, you know. You’re both mostly black, you have that in common. Chuy: Black? Me: Yes. Unlike Doone, who is only … Continue reading
