by pbsartist | May 14, 2026 | OPENstudio
like anyone post pandemic I am baffled anew often by the way we’ve changed like a frog in a pot of cold water set to boil we have been slowly assimilated to the change in temperature and now we’ve got so much work to do it stares us in the face and demands...
by pbsartist | May 12, 2026 | OPENstudio
he walked by as if no one else could see I first thought it a she no way to know and that’s just fine until the voice rang out a song a rant an imploring only he would know but I here inside watching the steps marched and the umbrella twirled as if a baton...
by pbsartist | May 10, 2026 | OPENstudio
a tender hug broke through the resent ment to be a gift a blessing I held it over time as a weight of loss paid with my own blood to stand below the afterthought so small so unreadable left traces of memory passing through life no one gives entirely without...
by pbsartist | May 8, 2026 | OPENstudio
the kids in this neighborhood shuffle from the bus drag bags like weights of life already behind their skipping steps a mix of grand youth and too much already one turns into the path awaiting the locked door the too small space they’ll enter another keeps on no...
by pbsartist | May 6, 2026 | OPENstudio
one more blink one more bake one more change of a bulb planting of a sprout tending of a mess one more sweeping of the porch one more driving to the task one more scooping of the waste raking of the leaves pruning of the branch one more washing one more cutting one...
by pbsartist | May 4, 2026 | OPENstudio
what to believe when the contact form is filled with AI interest spam fills the inbox and leads to phish I feel defeated by the debachery of humanity where is the way that are followers who want to come learn play in the real that is the imagination reward for the...
